It’s really scary how much you know about that show.

Sorry I missed the fun but the kiddo was sick.

You don’t even know half of it, Red. The 90210 gang was in the same high school year as me so we “connected” with the show, I suppose.

The best part about that Donna Martin Graduates episode, is in order to get the Junior class (rising Seniors) to rally for the cause they had to add the removal of the impending dress code to the ballot in addition to reinstating Donna. Claaaassic.

Fucking fascist dress codes. Actually, I now, in my old age, like dress codes.

More importantly, who is Andrea Zuckerman?

That was tough, I wasn’t sure who to pick there.

So bitter I couldn’t go.

And all of Summer 2K6 was references to 90210 and that specific episode. Check my facebook, stalker, there’s proof.

Love the one where Donna thinks she’s retarded because of her SAT score and Brandon and Brenda get the same result and “can get in ANYWHERE” with an 1160 or some bullshit score.

What an amazing show. Must do another HH soon.

My son, aren’t you too young to remember 90210 let alone understand its cultural implications?

By the way, David Silver is hooking up with Megan Fox of Transformers fame and Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen infamy.

Those 90210 kids never say die.

I hate him.

Andrea has to be casted as someone who looks about 10 years older than everyone else. Unfortunately, we’re all too hot and young looking for that.

I just looked it up: Gabrielle Carteris was 29 when she first played the 15-year-old Andrea. She’s now 46.

Mother of God.

She was playing a character nearly half her actual age? And shit, it’s not like she looked anything close to her character’s age. Ever.

Dude, you are SOOOO the Zuckerman chick…I mean, isn’t it obvious?

I accept no 90210 role besides that of Brandon Walsh.

Hello, Steve Sanders anyone? he’s like 43 now and he was playing a high school stud? The sad part is that he’s kinda decent looking now. It’s b/c of 90210. Oh, and David Silver - wasn’t he with Vanessa Marcil for awhile? He gets some hot chicks. I guess Donna Martin got him prepped. Or something.

I thought he married some Playboy model. Not sure. But I really didn’t get why he was part of the group.

he and bunny divorced. and Jennie Garth (Kelly Taylor) has a bazillion kids.

I totally sent a (really cute, smart, teeny tiny) surrogate to HH and she said she couldn’t find you, sir. So, I called. Twice. AND I called the Princess. AND I called INPY… But having no luck she just headed home.

You kids missed out. She is super rad.

Way radder than me.

I was looking for what you wrote was an “Asian-ish” person but no luck. We were outside on the steps, so there’s really no excuse.

No doubt about the “rad” part.

david silver (aka brian austin green) is actually engaged to the transformers chick. yes, he was with vanessa marcil and i think they had a baby. before that he was with tiffany amber thissen, but they broke up before they were even a couple on 90210.

i LOVED 90210 all thru junior high and high school.

Isn’t she 11 years younger than he is? Now he’s a Jew we can all be proud of!

These days, I’m Mrs. Walsh (although, I’m not sure she arrives at parties after midnight…)

Mrs. Walsh had a bad-girl streak. Remember that one episode where she reunites with a high school boyfriend and considers cheating?

I would like to be Luke Perry.

I thought of you more as the aggressive and abusive Ray who threw Donna Martin down the stairs.

Donna Martin fell down the stairs.

Riiiiiight, she “fell”.

I was totally alive when it was on. I wasn’t a consistent watcher, but clearly came to realize its brilliance at the dawn of college and never looked back.

The very special episode of Matthew Perry’s near suicide made me die laughing. Are you proud now, dad?

Fuck, now I need to go buy the DVD’s…

There’s this new company called Netflix which will save you a lot of money on buying DVDs and make you happy you did after the third episode and buyer’s remorse sets in like a punishing ocean wave.

That Chandler Bing episode where he played the doomed Roger Azarian was classic. He was so SoCal it made me squirm.

What is this Net…Flix you speak of?

I know, retard, I already have an account. But netflixing defeats the purpose of inventing a drinking game and then playing it with friends in order to make an excuse to get housed.

Or you could just go to Dan’s on a weeknight and buy a few pints of vodka. Same difference….MRS. TAYLOR!

Did we ever meet Mrs. Taylor? I know Mrs. Martin was that slut who cheated on Tori’s dad before they decided to work on their relationship. But I don’t remember Jennie Garth’s mom. That Carol Walsh, though, was a trainwreck.

Oh my Jahweh, she was fucking amazing. She was the ex model with an alcohol and coke problem who hosted the Mother Daughter Fashion Show and turned it in a coke-induced, rage-filled trainwreck.

This was after Fat Brenda spent the entire episode glorifying her and shitting all over CINDY Walsh(Carol was a Brady, never a Walsh). We later all learned the lesson that 16-year-old Kelly had much more to deal with than previously thought, and sometimes fugly sluts from Minnesota can be awesome moms.

Your stock just plummeted.

Oh yeah!!! And there was that first episode she was in where she dates some disgusting mensch who hits on Kelly. Or am I now confusing it with Can’t Buy Me Love?

God, I’m so old…

CAN’T BUY ME LOVE!

The reason I believe to this day that all you need is a hot girlfriend and some money to solve all of life’s problems. Thank you, Patrick Dempsey, thank you.

I’m considering buying this for you next Father’s Day.

http://www.collegegear.com/sf/stores/1337/g-LA1118.shtml

Thanks, but they only come in women’s sizes. Wait, what are you trying to say?

I think we both know what I’m trying to say.

I also found them in Double XL in Men’s, which might be a tad snug. So you can either stay a fat ass, or I can be the mom from Spanglish and buy you smaller clothes so you’ll lose the weight.

Choose your fate.

I think I’d rather sleep with your sister.

He’s all yours, Tum-Tum.

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