Chrissy has started her first freelance job as a typist. The person who answered her ad is a person named Wanda X, whose memoirs are EXTREMELY racy, leading to lots of uproarious laughs as characters get caught up in reading it. Then there's the inevitable *misunderstanding* when Stanley, not minding his own business, picks up the diary, and reads about the authors' lust for the older gentleman downstairs - and he, of course, assumes Chrissy is the author!
John Ritter is at his very best here, indulging in some hysterical slapstick and having all sorts of priceless reactions while poring over the diary. (One hilarious moment has him trying to mimic a position.). But things really start cooking once Stanley (who'd come upstairs for the purpose of shampooing the kids' carpet) reads the diary, and promptly makes a fool of himself doing things he thinks that "Chrissy" will go gaga over....smiles, winks, rubbing up against her. But what made me laugh the hardest was Helens' constant laughter at her husband. Overall, this episode is a prime example of farce and the way that 'Three's Company' could be sexy while ultimately being harmless.
There's also a brilliant coda when we finally meet "Wanda X".
Eight out of 10.
John Ritter is at his very best here, indulging in some hysterical slapstick and having all sorts of priceless reactions while poring over the diary. (One hilarious moment has him trying to mimic a position.). But things really start cooking once Stanley (who'd come upstairs for the purpose of shampooing the kids' carpet) reads the diary, and promptly makes a fool of himself doing things he thinks that "Chrissy" will go gaga over....smiles, winks, rubbing up against her. But what made me laugh the hardest was Helens' constant laughter at her husband. Overall, this episode is a prime example of farce and the way that 'Three's Company' could be sexy while ultimately being harmless.
There's also a brilliant coda when we finally meet "Wanda X".
Eight out of 10.
