Just as I took a big gulp of water, I hear:
LS: Why won’t she go out with me?
Secretary: She’s getting over her relationship with MacGuiver.
LS: The guy with the talking car?
Secretary: No. MacGuiver. He makes something out of nothing.
LS: You mean he’s a drama queen?
On hearing this, I immediately choked on my water and had to spew it all over my carpet while gasping for air.
Damn you, Larry Sanders. Damn you to Hell.