I truly am hoping that the last 60 seconds of the series will consist of House waking up as George, Prince Regent of the British Empire after a drunken whoring bender at The Hellfire Club, and seeing Baldrick in the corner holding a snowglobe.

Young Ones Scumbag University still kills me to this day.

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Edmund Blackadder, Esq.: Shall I begin the Christmas story?

George, the Prince Regent: Absolutely, as long as it's not that terribly depressing one about the chap who gets born on Christmas Day, shoots his mouth off about everything under the sun, and then comes a cropper with a couple of rum coves on top of a hill in Jolly Arab Land.

Edmund Blackadder, Esq.: You mean Jesus, Sire...?

George, the Prince Regent: Yes, that's the fellow! Keep him out of it. He always spoils the X-mas atmos!

also:

"Really, you expect ME to wear a bowler like some common servant, no offense Jeeves"
"None taken"
"After all, you are no common servant."