Technicolor Vomit. Noun. Televised regurgitation; small screen upchuck.

Remember in the 8th grade, when you and your friends in the school cafeteria took everything edible you could find -- hamburger bits, ketchup, mayonnaise, pickles, soda, orange drink, milk, corn kernels, saliva, stromboli, cheese-like substance -- and threw it all into a cup, mixed it together, and gave some dumbass with mommy issues a $1 to drink it? Well, now we know what that might look like in sitcom reality:

Comedian and actress Rosie O’Donnell wants to return to television in a sitcom about three best friends that would co-star “The Nanny’s” Fran Drescher. Nine months after her abrupt departure from the daytime talk show “The View,” O’Donnell said on her blog that she had teamed with Drescher on the project, which is still in the early stages. (Source)

Yup. Fran Drescher and Rosie O'Donnell in the same goddamn half hour of television -- that's Technicolor vomit, folks. If you threw $5 million at an office full of television executives, they couldn't come up with a more lethal combination of annoying, grating, obnoxious, and detestable. Once I find it what network the sitcom will air on, I fully plan to delete it from my television, for fear that I might otherwise stumble upon the show and find myself searching for the nearest sun so that I might launch myself to a fiery demise.