First, that "if" is so large you could park the universe in it with daylight to spare all the way 'round. But that aside; IF, in the one-in-a-quadrillion chance; the infinitesimaly tiny likelyhood; the vanishingly small possibility, that our fave' show was to somehow, magically return to the air...
I'd be as giddy as a school-girl!
I'd walk with a cool 3 cm of air between the ground and the soles of my shoes.
I'd giggle so loud you could hear me on the back-side of the Moon!
Oh! But I'm forgetting the most important part: You bet your shiny metal @$$ I'd be watchin' that show!
They that doth try come 'tween me and mine' fresh Futurama ep's doth take a life-threatening position!
Alas, we'll probably never know...