As seen in Chinatown, NYC. A pigeon and Jerry Seinfeld. Can’t get any@more New York than that! #chinatown #nyc #newyorkcity #newyork #jerryseinfeld #seinfeld #graffiti #streetart #pigeon #iloveny #ilovenyc #timeoutnewyork (at Chinatown) https://www.instagram.com/p/CMp2MlnDeDT/?igshid=o36kffbg4xja
[ID: A screencap from Seinfeld of George sitting on the couch in Jerry’s apartment, eating peanut butter out of the jar with one hand and holding a magazine in the other. Jerry points at him indignantly and says “Are you eating my peanut butter out of the jar with your disgusting fingers?” Elaine is standing in the background. End ID]
George is required to get severed for his new job, but when the procedure doesnt work he tries to pretend to be severed so his employers dont find out. Elaine becomes convinced that Puddy’s been severed when he begins acting strangely. Kramer elects to sever, but becomes increasingly paranoid his “innie” is gay. Jerry tries to use messages via carrier pigeons to win an argument.
George: god, Jerry, this guy at my new job—
Jerry: The severed job?
George: Yeah?
Jerry: Aren’t you not supposed to remember guys at your work? Isn’t that the point, to not remember all the jerks at work so you’re not angry when you get home?
George: well, uh, the thing is— it didnt work.
Jerry: it didnt work? That’s not good! Isnt there top secret stuff down there?
George: I know, I know! I just didn’t want to do the whole surgery again, so I just started pretending I didn’t know anything, and they haven’t caught on yet!
Jerry: Brain surgery is definitely a hassle.
Kramer: (bursts in) Jerry, I need you to smell my neck. Is this men’s cologne?
I’ve been watching a lot of Comedians in Cars Getting Coffee and I gotta say I’m always fascinated by the initial awkward call, since many guest seem kinda surprised when Jerry calls them, like they made plans a while ago and they weren’t sure it was actually happening. How does it work? Are they given a time frame during which Seinfeld might come pick them up and drive them around in vehicles that will probably put them in danger, forcing them to have a second breakfast? How long do they sit at home, decently dressed and presentable, waiting for the phone to ring? Do they live in fear for three days? A week? A month? A year? We just don’t know
