That's not how life works. Kill Frank? My father died a year ago. My dad was Frank. My dad was brilliant and charming. He was also an alcoholic and a drug abuser who abandoned his 5 (maybe 6?) children and left us to our own devices. My mother bailed on us when I was 8. This show is my life, or what my life…

She almost didn't have a choice, welcoming him back. Jimmy was family, for better or worse, and he'd only been gone a year. She's been through some horrible shit and all alone, so no matter how much of a scumbag he is, falling into those familiar arms, if even for a moment, has got to feel tremendously comforting.

While most Aliens are sexless drones, the Praetorians are male. The Queen keeps them around as her personal guard and chooses only the best to inseminate her. And yes, I might have read a few fanfics.

Robot porn, if you're taking requests.

There was a missing persons report filed on me that I found out about a few weeks into my 'vacation'. I let another month go by before I made contact due to a combination of embarrassment and annoyance - I really needed some time to myself.

Bruges is a shithole.

Well, I guess I don't need this jacket!

There's plenty of fanfic out there which involve shopping sprees… followed by hot, lemony sex. Seek and ye shall find.

I got a kick out of Jeff cruelly mocking the competitors at the immunity challenge: 'Entertain me! Bring me meat!'.

The 'Puritan' dress would have been appropriate a half century before. When you consider what was in style in France at the time of the party, Katrina's outfit was pretty modest. Also: Quakers were not poor. They didn't flash it around, but they had all kinds of money. Don't confuse Quaker with Amish or Mennonite.

I dated the McConaughey character, a 22yr old ex-jock who liked to cruise past the school at lunch in his truck and pick up 16yr olds. I fucked him in the back of his Ford, behind the football field, listening to Led Zep on 8track. It was cool - there was a shit-ton of fucking going on in the mid seventies before…

It was a Rolling Stones poster.  Who's and idiot now?

@avclub-67f90fc721c4b76620b3107bc207b164:disqus Yet one more thing I love about The AV Club:  no automatic bannage for quoting Python.  Those cats at Leelad were way harsh.

The set dressing on this show is always superb, down to the smallest detail.  I loved seeing the south african dish garnished with a Protea.  Delightful!

Love the show, love the recaps.  There was a throwaway line there about abandoned warehouses that got me thinking.  They're pretty common aren't they?  We've all been in them dozens of times.  For sure.  Maybe.  I clearly remember that one time?  With Bruce Willis? - that can't be right.  Have I, myself, ever been in…

That scene disturbed me because it looked like she had dipped her fork in ketchup.  I thought 'Way to wreck a nice meal!'

It reminded me of Enders Game.

It's the stag.  The small statue of the stag in Hannibal's office is the same one haunting Will's dreams.  Deep down, he already knows it's Hannibal.

The Dog is gone?  Aw hell naw! 

Is it just me, or is anyone else bothered by Cas failing to bring the groceries home?  It would've only taken a second or two.  Sheesh.