Last night we Vudued some awful terrible bad movie called "I am Number 4" or something like that. This is the sort of accident that happens when one's spouse works for a movie streaming company. At the end of it, while I was snickering quietly to myself at the formulaic badness, the credits prominently displayed Marti Noxon's name. And of course I started laughing harder.
Also, the dog was very shaggy.
ETA: I'd forgotten how funny "Hired" is. Or rather, Hired II, Electric Boogaloo.