(Again, I'm very sorry for my offensive comments at Harmontown. I take my filter off for that, and the debris that fall out of my head aren't meant for widespread consumption.)
 
I'm about to start the episode, and I have to admit I have been enjoying this season for the most part. Some of it feels undercooked, like…

I got a little behind on typing up these pointless atrocities. What if Hitler woke up one day and decided, "Ehhh, I really hate the Jews, but I don't know. I think today I'll just take it easy and eat some cereal, read a book, and not slaughter thousands of innocents?" I'll just shut up and play it.

I hate episode titles. It feels arbitrary to stamp a name on on an episode of television without the input of the audience. It should be a group process where the name comes about organically. Sometimes I got pointlessly bothered by episode titles that were like "Introduction to Hot Dog Repair." What are we saying…

These reviews exist in some weird time dimension because I watch the episode, take notes, and then finish my thoughts later. I'd push through and finish these faster but there's too much shit to do right now. Why am I complaining? Who cares.

Sometimes I feel guilty about how much I mention, merely mention, that I consume a lot of alcohol. Think of it like a real compulsion, where I'm completely taken over by alcohol. Why would you judge a person so harshly? If it's so bad that it's an addiction then it's not on them. It's beyond choice at that point. Now…

Oh fuck here we go another review from the vanquished but newly once again appointed leader of the realm!

Here I am, moooostly drunk

The first couple minutes to this episode I actually screamed so loud I scared Erin. She probably thought her dilapidated boyfriend was having a heart attack. I honestly thought, "No, they did NOT change this to a multi-cam. Why haven't I heard about that?" I am so stupid I actually thought that for at least one…