Scully’s fannypack in “Colony”.

Looking away from Mulder’s ugly cryface.

The 5,000 locks on The Lone Gunmen’s door.

That awkward moment when Mulder ditches Scully and you hate him for it because you love Scully, but you actually love him too, so you are faced with conflicting feelings, then you fast forward to eleviate your tension.

Krycek’s fake arm.

Die Flea Die.

Those old fashioned exercise pins on Mulders desk that no one ever knows what they are and mistakes them for bowling pins.

That awkward feeling that DD is in a bad mood or not into an episode, so you kind of look away or squint when he’s on so you don’t feel as unconfortable watching him while he’s miserable.

Mulder’s billiard ball coat rack.

When GA is trying hard to remember a diatribe of complicated words and winds up staring at the lips of whoever Scully is talking to to concentrate. (I know you noticed).

That scary scene in “Home” when the freaks blugeon the wife under the bed with “Wonderful wonderful” playing, and now whenever you hear that song you think of that scene.

Skinner’s tighty whiteys.

Liking Skinner’s body in that scene.

Feeling uncomfortable mentioning that.

Wondering if Mulder and Scully went from 0-60 or they worked up to it.

Mulders propensity to stare at pictures of kidnap victims. Just. Stare.

That moment in “Deadalive” when Doggett interrupts MnS’s reunion and you’re all like “WTF man! GTFO!” but you like Doggett, and you feel bad for telling him to fuck off. But you want him to. Bad.

Horse pills.

A dripping faucet.

Getting high from the rush of nonstop action “Triangle” brings.

Flashlights. Two of them.

Theresa Hose. and. her. annoying. breathy. pauses.

An unexpected Scully smile. Then you smile.

Feeling bad for CSM cuz no one likes him.