It’s Friday night and you know where I’d like to be? Back in 1989 watching Perfect Strangers.

Perfect strangers? More like perfect hair!

Don’t be ridiculous. It’s not going to happen. I don’t have a time machine. I’d have better luck going to Mypos.

You tell them Balki.

I guess family doesn’t matter anymore, even as a spin-off. Cousin Larry and Balki, I miss you!