His eyebrows were equally flawless.

Grant Gustin won this episode for me. By far.

When people get too serious (read "bad") on this show, my mind just goes to Troy in the acting class episode of Community.  MY EMOTIONS!! MY EMOTIONS!!!

No. It's worse than the fake pregnancy.

Yeah.  A girl still wanted to have sex with him.  He's 17, he'd get over HIS EMOTIONS real quick.

At least the gay bar was realistic for a shitty Ohio gay bar.  I'm surprised there wasn't some South Beach club right smack dab in the middle of Lima.

They like to extend their complete lack of continuity into everything — in Glee's version of West Side Story, the show has no plot.  I'm pretty sure Emma was talking to the television audience when she warned us that Artie putting the Jets in America was a "bold artistic choice" that she hoped everyone was on board…

Don't Britta Hawthorne.

I'm guessing that the Bubblers will be competing for one spot, and only the winner of that last challenge will actually get in.

Does every show need a stupid Redemption Island twist?  It doesn't work on Survivor, and it'll be shitty here too.

"Really?!  REALLY??!?!  Ok, that's impossible, I'm starting over." lol

Wow I thought for the longest time you were talking about Alternative Dispute Resolution — this being a legal show and all.  But now I get it.  Whoops.  O.o

What did people say was wrong with the pool scene? "Dear God, don't let that very attractive man get out of that pool!!"

I love how people on TAR talk about Africa like it's one country.

Except Troy made his personality test into boobs. …. or a butt.

No, but they've only had it for 1 season+7 tribals sooo not really that unprecedented.

Streets ahead!

How do you kill that which has no life?

Well obviously they're gearing up for doing Gee, Officer Krupke during the episode where they perform the show. And obviously they're doing the movie version of that song, because in the show Officer Krupke isn't even on stage for it.

Without a doubt. I could barely hold in my LOLing in the anticipation of what she was going to say, having already started rolling on the floor from the second she started mumbling "Naaaaeevn close….. glenn close."  And she just whispered "…What is that?!" And I died.