I love  Three’s Company .  Yes,  that   Three’s Company .  That kooky, ’70s/80s tv show that starred John Ritter as Jack Tripper who continually got the door slammed in his face by one of his female roommates due to some silly misunderstanding that conveniently didn’t get explained until the end of the show.  It’s silly, farcical, slapstick humor, and I love it.  I also love the muppets and 1930s screwball comedies.  I love how innocent the show was, how clever a farce the scripts always were, and how John Ritter always gave his all.  Believe it or not, I even own all eight seasons of  Three’s Company  on DVD, and I love to have them on while baking.  I think somehow Jack’s antics, the girls’ misunderstandings, and Mr. Furley’s comical reactions infuse my baked goods with a certain light heartedness.  Chocolate Chip Cookies, especially, benefit from the  Three’s Company  touch.  But while the show always inspires a giggle from me (the one where Jack and Chrissy get handcuffed toge