One has to wonder why Jill would even bother asking Tim to help her do something, such as preparing for a carnival. He refuses to help her make cupcakes, but he did manage to get two anatomically incorrect cardboard people for the photo booth, including a buff man and a skinny, big- busted woman missing her left arm, which Tim didn't even notice. After that, he organizes a little competition among the boys, since Brad and Randy seem to be pretty good at Game Boy, Tim wagers that Mark can beat them, and if he does, they have to clean the basement, but if they win, the movies are on him. They accept the challenge, though Randy's overconfidence proves to be his undoing and Mark wins. At least Tim is good at handling male problems, because later on, Jill tells him about a woman who had plastic surgery right after her husband left her after twelve years of marriage and four kids for a younger woman. Tim sticks his foot in his mouth twice by siding with the husband, and then saying HE is forgiving, meaning he's forgiven Jill for "letting herself go." So after a restless and well-deserved night's sleep on the couch, it was time for Fool Time. Tim and Al are going to refinish three old tables Al was nice enough to buy at a garage sale, which Tim never reimbursed him for. Before you finish, you must sand. Al recommends a palm sander, but naturally Tim has to go above and beyond, and brings out his Super Sander. Bottom line: the idiot bores a giant round hole right in the middle of the table. "Now all we need is a square peg. Al, jump in." You go first, Tim. Head first.
At home, Brad and Randy go about their task of cleaning the basement, when they come across Tim's stash of hot rod magazines: a car guy's Playboy. Tim and the boys also come across some old photographs, one of a younger Jill, whom Brad calls a babe before finding out who it is, and of younger Tim. My, how times have changed. And Jill, still hung up on that woman whose husband left her and has decided to see what would happen if she got plastic surgery herself. With the old computer hooked up to the TV and a program that can show how one would look with any part of the body altered. Any part. But none of THOSE parts, because this is a family show. She experiments by giving herself a tighter waste and pointier breasts, just as Tim wanders in and loudly exclaims, "wow!" Then he makes some adjustments of his own, giving her Dolly Parton sized jugs. After that disgrace, Jill decides to put the virtual shoe on the other foot and have Tim alter a picture of himself to how Jill would want him to look. He gives himself Popeye arms, but Jill shows Tim the right answer: how he looks now is how she wants him to look. She asks how he wants her to look, and he assures her he likes how she looks now...but then he sticks his foot in his mouth again by wondering how much a breast enlargement would cost. Another sleep on the couch for him tonight. Thankfully Wilson was home, smoking a fish (literally), so Tim told him about the whole plastic surgery fiasco and wonders why he tried to make Jill's jugs bigger. Wilson chocks it up to male instincts and how they differ from women's, but Tim has to learn to get a handle on his. Perhaps actually getting the point, Tim demonstrates what he's learned on Fool Time the next day, having stolen yet another table from Al because he's a son of a bitch. Anyway, Tim gives an analogy of an old table and thinks altering it would ruin its true inner beauty and charm. As a result, he and Al oil down the table and Tim takes it home. So after Brad and Randy lose to Mark AGAIN, Tim unveils the table to Jill, he apologizes for being a buxom-obsessed caveman. She forgives the big ape, and then he shows her another surprise: going back to the surgically altering program, he shows Jill what they will look like when they're 450 years old. Bony and decrepit, but still together. We close on Tim losing to Mark and having to dust the house. Yet another "brilliant" plan having blown up in his face.
The moral of our story is that looks aren't everything. The message was there, and it was a good message. To be honest, I want to dislike this episode. Tim acted like a real cretin and Jill was pretty childish herself. Sure what Tim did was rude, but at the same time, he was just playing around with the program. I admit, I'd do that myself. But Jill just took it so personally and blew it out of proportion. And Tim's little table analogy was nice, but I doubt I'd accept it as a full apology. I would say skip this one, because it's actually more mean than funny, but I would actually have to recommend seeing it, at least once. Because like I said, it has a very good message. One I might have taken a little more to heart had Tim not stolen tables from Al. I'm not sure why they felt compelled to constantly make Tim's character do these kinds of things other than to experiment with whether or not the audience would still accept him... and as shocking as it may seem, it works.
At home, Brad and Randy go about their task of cleaning the basement, when they come across Tim's stash of hot rod magazines: a car guy's Playboy. Tim and the boys also come across some old photographs, one of a younger Jill, whom Brad calls a babe before finding out who it is, and of younger Tim. My, how times have changed. And Jill, still hung up on that woman whose husband left her and has decided to see what would happen if she got plastic surgery herself. With the old computer hooked up to the TV and a program that can show how one would look with any part of the body altered. Any part. But none of THOSE parts, because this is a family show. She experiments by giving herself a tighter waste and pointier breasts, just as Tim wanders in and loudly exclaims, "wow!" Then he makes some adjustments of his own, giving her Dolly Parton sized jugs. After that disgrace, Jill decides to put the virtual shoe on the other foot and have Tim alter a picture of himself to how Jill would want him to look. He gives himself Popeye arms, but Jill shows Tim the right answer: how he looks now is how she wants him to look. She asks how he wants her to look, and he assures her he likes how she looks now...but then he sticks his foot in his mouth again by wondering how much a breast enlargement would cost. Another sleep on the couch for him tonight. Thankfully Wilson was home, smoking a fish (literally), so Tim told him about the whole plastic surgery fiasco and wonders why he tried to make Jill's jugs bigger. Wilson chocks it up to male instincts and how they differ from women's, but Tim has to learn to get a handle on his. Perhaps actually getting the point, Tim demonstrates what he's learned on Fool Time the next day, having stolen yet another table from Al because he's a son of a bitch. Anyway, Tim gives an analogy of an old table and thinks altering it would ruin its true inner beauty and charm. As a result, he and Al oil down the table and Tim takes it home. So after Brad and Randy lose to Mark AGAIN, Tim unveils the table to Jill, he apologizes for being a buxom-obsessed caveman. She forgives the big ape, and then he shows her another surprise: going back to the surgically altering program, he shows Jill what they will look like when they're 450 years old. Bony and decrepit, but still together. We close on Tim losing to Mark and having to dust the house. Yet another "brilliant" plan having blown up in his face.
The moral of our story is that looks aren't everything. The message was there, and it was a good message. To be honest, I want to dislike this episode. Tim acted like a real cretin and Jill was pretty childish herself. Sure what Tim did was rude, but at the same time, he was just playing around with the program. I admit, I'd do that myself. But Jill just took it so personally and blew it out of proportion. And Tim's little table analogy was nice, but I doubt I'd accept it as a full apology. I would say skip this one, because it's actually more mean than funny, but I would actually have to recommend seeing it, at least once. Because like I said, it has a very good message. One I might have taken a little more to heart had Tim not stolen tables from Al. I'm not sure why they felt compelled to constantly make Tim's character do these kinds of things other than to experiment with whether or not the audience would still accept him... and as shocking as it may seem, it works.
