With the recent cancellation of Party Down, just days after the second season finale aired, Mark and Andy thought they’d sit down and do a post mortem on the series as a whole. Then they shit-talk Smallville.

Filmed moments after the Jimmy Kimmel Show special the night of the Lost finale, this episode, Andy and Mark, along with special guest Cory Palmer (the host of the Lost party they attended), dissect the final episode.

This time, Mark and Andy take a look at Breaking Bad, which some might call the best show on TV, especially in the wake of the last two amazing episodes. The discussion falls into a comparison of Breaking Bad and Lost, and the two discuss Walter White’s narrative role, which might best be described as “an anti-villain”.

Mark and Andy are back with the second video version of Suckling at the Glass Teat!

Mark and Andy are back with the first video version of Suckling at the Glass Teat!

Well, those two jokers are back at it again! Mark and Andy do their annual round-up of the year’s best shows. Except they don’t really do that and instead talk about a single show from 2009 that tickled their fancies. Let the fickle finger of fate fly, and have a happy new year, pals!

At the end of last season, Drake and I took a well-deserved break from our television columnversations (a registered trademark, so hand off). By “well-deserved”, I of course mean “self-indulgent who-gives-a-shit”. With the end of the television season, who cares what was on and whether or not we had something to say about it? I’ll tell you who. Our legion of fans who kept writing in to ask what was going on, if we were dead or alive, what hair care products I use (just a dab or two of …

Andy: Soooooooooo…

Drake: It’s been so long.

Andy: I am listening to an experimental piano piece that reminds me of the BSG music.

Drake: I don’t know where to start.

Andy: And my thought is, this summer, I am going to go back and re-watch Battlestar Galactica season 3.

Drake: That’s a good plan. Let’s talk about what we’re going to watch over the long, shitty summer.

Andy: The only bright spot being Mad Men season three later in August.

Drake: I had my doctor look at a bright spot on …

Nearing the end of the season, and what is on the horizon but a summer of shit, of weeping and staring at an empty screen while images of Michael Scott and Liz Lemon dance in our heads, playing out the shoddy plotlines from our Office/30 Rock crossover spec script. Or maybe sadly masturbating to the Steve Carell/Tina Fey slash fiction we all wrote for tvsexstories.edu. Either way, a long, hot summer of unfulfillment awaits. But until then, Drake and I will be there to make you wish you had died.

I awoke this morning to the heavy scent of cordite and creosote. What was it that had been burning? I took a moment to savor the smoky taste on my tongue, and realized that this was a metaphor. The end of the television season fast approaches, and what is searing away except our final hours of viewing pleasure before the summer announces itself and erases the regularity of a programming schedule. Then I went into the bathroom to pee and found the charred corpse of my roommate, still smoldering on …