John Scott Lewinski at Wired wisely checks in with Frank, Mike and Bill for a piece about Monty Python.

Let me add my thoughts: I was a high schooler in the Philadelphia area in 1973 when the local PBS station, way ahead of almost every other station in the country, began showing Monty Python. I was already a student of comedy, sampling every brand of humor I could find, from the Marx Brothers and Charlie Chaplin to the National Lampoon and Woody Allen. And then I saw Monty Python. I cannot underestimate the effect on me. It was a revelation. I was a member of a sketch comedy group, and seeing these shows was like finding the comedy Rosetta Stone. Every week I was glued to the TV. In the days before VCRs, I was audio taping episodes so I could dissect the incredibly witty wordplay. All these years later (and isn’t amazing that this group was doing its best work nearly FORTY years ago?), like a lot of nerds, I can recite most of the bits by heart — and I still laugh.
That’s something special.