"You won't get ten laughs out of this so called 'comedy program' of yours," the big-time agent scoffed, slamming the door in our faces. "We'll show him!" we said, full of more bravado than experience. Midway through Season Three, we had a total of four confirmed laughs--one of them clocked at 7.8 on the Garretty Guffaw Scale. We decided to alter our focus in Season Four, claiming in a Scientific American interview that the most advanced comedy produced chin-stroking contemplation, not laughs. Spoke too soon, because that's the moment we got six more laughs, putting us at the magic number. Triumphantly returning to the big-time agent, we got the door slammed in our faces once again. But this time we did the slamming, which is really hard to choreograph, if you've ever tried it.