So the other day I'm sitting around at a friend's house watching I love the 80's (during the My Two Dads portion) when all of a sudden I was felt up by the hand of God.
It was a violation, but more so it was a revelation. A thought that had never came to me before. As I watched My Two Dads, I realized:
Why didn't they just get a blood test?
For anyone who doesn't remember My Two Dads, it was a late 80's sitcom where this women died and left her daughter (stacy Keanan) in the custody of her uptight father (the malignant tumor known as Paul Reiser) .....AND her harley riding John Stamosish father (she wasn't sure which one was the actual dad, due to the fact of her being loose and all)
So they decided to just call it square and just adopt her together.....and from hence forth they were known as MY TWO DADS.
(cue sitcom applause)
Yeah.....horseshit.....exactly.
I mean the late 80's wasn't the middle ages, I'm sure blood tests were something that was done all over at the time. But it wasn't the fact that I had this thought that really surprised me....It was the fact that everyone else I mentioned it to just kinda laughed it off.
I see through that. Oh yes, I do. Frustration. Jealousy. They wish they'd thought of it themselves. But no!....this one's all me baby.
And so is this......Suppose I had a time machine (suppose) and I traveled back to the late 80's and stormed into the board rooms at NBC, pointed my finger at the muckety muck in charge and said those dreaded words "Blood Test".
I could change the future. Imagine it. A world completely devoid of the touch of My Two Dads. And it goes further than that....perhaps the deletion of My Two Dads would also affect the future of Stacy Keanan's other sitcom misstep, Step by Step.
Imagine that....the year 2004 without Sasha Mitchell's enduring portrayal of Goofy Surfer Cousin Cody......and Dallas's Patrick Duffy and Three's Company's Susanne Sommers would never be known as Step by step's Patrick Duffy and Susanne Sommers, but always by the latter.
Good thing that my Delorean's in the shop.
It was a violation, but more so it was a revelation. A thought that had never came to me before. As I watched My Two Dads, I realized:
Why didn't they just get a blood test?
For anyone who doesn't remember My Two Dads, it was a late 80's sitcom where this women died and left her daughter (stacy Keanan) in the custody of her uptight father (the malignant tumor known as Paul Reiser) .....AND her harley riding John Stamosish father (she wasn't sure which one was the actual dad, due to the fact of her being loose and all)
So they decided to just call it square and just adopt her together.....and from hence forth they were known as MY TWO DADS.
(cue sitcom applause)
Yeah.....horseshit.....exactly.
I mean the late 80's wasn't the middle ages, I'm sure blood tests were something that was done all over at the time. But it wasn't the fact that I had this thought that really surprised me....It was the fact that everyone else I mentioned it to just kinda laughed it off.
I see through that. Oh yes, I do. Frustration. Jealousy. They wish they'd thought of it themselves. But no!....this one's all me baby.
And so is this......Suppose I had a time machine (suppose) and I traveled back to the late 80's and stormed into the board rooms at NBC, pointed my finger at the muckety muck in charge and said those dreaded words "Blood Test".
I could change the future. Imagine it. A world completely devoid of the touch of My Two Dads. And it goes further than that....perhaps the deletion of My Two Dads would also affect the future of Stacy Keanan's other sitcom misstep, Step by Step.
Imagine that....the year 2004 without Sasha Mitchell's enduring portrayal of Goofy Surfer Cousin Cody......and Dallas's Patrick Duffy and Three's Company's Susanne Sommers would never be known as Step by step's Patrick Duffy and Susanne Sommers, but always by the latter.
Good thing that my Delorean's in the shop.
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