You're all killing us.

We were contemplating this disgusting pic of Marcia Cross in a bustier (you really don't have to click on it if you don't want to—in fact, better if you don't), when we came across this bit of old, old news. But we had no idea! Which is good, because we may have actually watched the show, which would not have been OK.

All right. Back to the executsary party for us. We popped out for a bit of air. The mock gas chamber was a little too claustrophobic for us. We did enjoy the almond-flavored air they pumped in to simulate the hydrogen cyanide. Very nice.