handbasket, one seat
There's this vague sense of guilt I feel each Sunday night for laughing at so many of the jokes on Family Guy. Not so guilty that I stop watching it, though. And it doesn't stop me from laughing at the next over-the-top offensive-to-nearly-everyone joke. In fact, I sometimes cry when the show ends because I don't want it to be over yet.
If there's a hell, Family Guy is what's going to push that handbasket I'm in downward.