Mid-80s dementia

So, there's this girl at work and her name is Samantha. I, being the big bucket of fun that I am, started saying, "Hey, Samauuuuntha" in my best Tony Danza, a 'la "Who's the Boss" voice. I was doing this for a good, solid week every time I worked with her when it dawned on me that she had NO idea why I kept saying her name in this ridiculous voice.

I said, "You have no idea what I'm talking about do you?", to which she of course replies, "No."

So I launch into a diatribe about how I just can't believe that she has never heard of "Who's the Boss".

To prove to her that I'm not senile or insane, I go on YouTube searching for some clips of "Who's the Boss" ( with Tony and his "Samauuuntha" lines )

I couldn't find any clips with that, but oh what I did find.

Like say, this:




It's not just a single, demented person, in a one-bedroom apartment somewhere in Assfuck, Arkansas making tribute videos to Angela and Tony. Oh no. There's MORE and, no, they're not all from the same user either, which may be the most terrifying detail of this entire ordeal..

Enjoy:



Feel the imaginary love:



I've said it before and I'll say it again. I love the internet. Prior to YouTube, these people had to hold all this shit inside. Now they can just let it fly for the whole world to see. We can all be spectators to their bizarre obsessions and I think that that's beautiful.