Mulder, it’s me, you sexy fruitcake
I've been playing fast & loose with mid-'90s nostalgia since they announced The X-Files is coming back: late-night Netflix binges, The X-Files Files, main titles ringtone. There's just nothing like getting a spooky digitized sci-fi call from your dentist (trust no one).
Flashback 1996 from Entertainment Weekly, also then in its glory days, when I read this collector's issue into the ground. And I still want to be Scully when I grow up. Nobody could cock a weary brow like Scully, if you know what I mean.
Then of course there's Faux Mulder: