By now, you know the formula of the Tommy Wi-Show: T.W. is given a game to play by his alien captors and then spends the next 8 minutes trying to learn the basic controls. And yet, as awful as that sounds, it's hard to turn away. The scripted lines are hilariously appalling and the adlibbed dialogue manages to be even worse. Just when your interest is about to wane and you're getting close to browsing to another page, you wonder if you're about to miss some nugget of comedy gold that will have you convulsing with laughter. When the credits roll—whether you had a good chuckle or not—you look around nervously to see if anyone caught you watching the Tommy Wi-Show. Phew! Your secret is still safe. Until next time, T.W. Until next time.