Well, not ALL the things, Ellen.
Sweatpants.
The angelic tweeting bird has really grown on me. I never disliked the bird herself, but the feeling that she was only a step removed from an obnoxious black bar bothered me (plus the whole double standard thing).
There's fun to be had with her presence, however, and she helps maintain a certain tone. Granted, that could just be me, but I'm way more comfortable with a scene like this because of that bird. Ya done good, bird.
*Cut to various reaction comments elsewhere declaring a desire to have bird for dinner*