Picture this. Selecting my Sunday afternoon show, it's finally once again WKRP IN CINCINNATI. But I warn myself, it's a gamble. WKRP is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're gonna get out. Previous episode was a hit, doubt it will do so again. Okay, so I start watching. Aw, it's old Carol Bruce. Basic golden rule with WKRP, if the episode depends heavily on a guest star (except Frank Anderson), bummer. Aw, horse-feathers, I'm getting my ass kicked. I race through it. Hate this. Baby-talking Jennifer? I'm in a bad mood. No sign of Bailey. You see, I'm a Jan Smithers fan. What did the world see in Loni Anderson? (Yeah. Stupid question. Ask Burt Reynolds...)
Finally, Bailey appears. And she's pretending to be a stoned hippie chick singing a TV commercial for Nestle... But the Shout Factory DVD doesn't have subtitles, and I'm a South African who didn't grow up with television, so I don't know that stuff. Something about a dog. It's hilarious, but I can't make out the dog's name, something like Carful. Need the name for the Quote. I love it, love it, love it, and take a long shot, I Google "Seventies Nestle commercial dog". Praise be to the glory of the Internet. Farfel. A puppet dog.
I invite everybody to view the 27-line Quote that since got accepted. One of the biggest gems I've ever given IMDb.
I love you, Jan! You were absolutely marvelous (and most, most darling) as the stoner chick version of Bailey!
Good, clean, innocent fun. From a time when the world was a much better place, and America was truly truly truly great.