Seinfeld classic moment:
George is living with his parents. They’re at the dinner table.
“What do you need all that ketchup for?” his father shouts.
“I bought this ketchup just so I could have as much as I want,” George retorts.
A ridiculous conversation about bras ensues.
This is why I so often eschew current TV offerings for the “oldies.” Pure brilliance in minutiae.
