That was way harsh, Tai.

I know this isn't my usual sort of post, but I had to pop my head out of the holiday wonderland that is my home five days before Christmas in order to do an in memorium post for Brittany Murphy. Although I think my love of modern teen-comedy remakes of classic literature has been well-documented (see also: 10 Things I Hate About You, She's the Man), you might not know of the passion I hold in my heart for the 1995 Emma remake Clueless.

I haven't voiced much of an opinion on Brittany Murphy in the past, but now it's time to come clean: I am a secret Brittany Murphy fan. She's never been as awesome and lovable as she was as Tai nearly 15 years ago, and it's for that reason that her death is kind of a big bummer for me at least.

So thanks, B-Murph, for the lols. You were sweet in all your tragic unhipness. I even loved you when you dated Breckin Meyer. Hopefully you are now rollin' wit the homies in a better place. In your honor, I solemnly vow to watch Clueless once a year, and not to chuckle meanly when you utter the line "No shit, you guys got coke here?!" Not ever.

And of course, if you gave us nothing else- even if you and Paul Oakenfeld had never collaborated on that one "Faster Kill Pussycat" song I listened to for about five minutes back in 2006, even if you hadn't done a voice for a Futurama movie, even if you hadn't guest starred on "Boy Meets World"- you did give us one of the most delightfully cutting insults a teen comedy ever delivered.

"Why should I listen to you anyway? You're a virgin who can't drive."

See? Brilliant in its simplicity.