Fine, I'll host the fucking Oscars.

No one has looked quite as terrifying in a jaunty hat.

Hopefully she gets to wear some kind of period costume. It is hilarious when they put Kathy Bates in period costumes.

Ambrosia from Hercules and Xena! If I'm gonna eat weird shit, I'm gonna want it to turn me into a god.

NO ARIEL!

I like the echoes of Generation X in Emma's new costume.

Why haven't they made a sitcom starring Parker Posey and Elizabeth Banks as sisters with Chelsea Handler as their mom?

Or Cougarton.

Reach for a Reach (In Mango or Peach)!

I am looking forward to all the witches. And all the awful puns.

Someone get me TBS on the line and a day-martini.

Well played, Fringe. A grand send off to a show I've held dearly for five seasons.

JESUS H. CHRIST.

This was a great episode. It kind of mixed the zingyness of the earlier seasons with the pathos of the later ones. I wasn't super taken with season 3 but I feel like the spark has rekindled. All we need is a random Barb appearance and I'm on fire.

I enjoyed Chloe high fiving the gimp in the dungeon.

The only thing sexier than a pedant is a pedant with tiny baby hands. Hold me.

I'll repeat what I said over on a Don't Trust The B review:

YES.

When the show's done I'm going to watch the episodes in chronological order. Then I'm going to stride into the ABC offices, fire the first person I see and start laying down some smackwiches.

All the characters are still horrible, thank god. Andrew Rannels gives good ass. B-