The relationship angst and familial deception are gone. Jeff and Lester have been reined in so far. It's safe to come back, at least for the sake of wrapping it up.

Perhaps they can rotate the logo 90 degrees.

I prefer to hang around with miserable know-it-alls who live for sarcastic put-downs in the AV Club comment section.

I guess I should have scrolled down.  Nevermind, I'm not original.  I know, I suck, which is why my trombone playing has suffered.

I always took the ending to mean that the oral sex ruined his embouchure, and that's why he had been avoiding it.

And what's the deal with airline peanuts?

Who's to say he won't?

I think the Elvis museum closed and is now some sort of religious mission. The giant Elvis stand-up outside the place is now staring creepily at a cross instead of singing into a microphone.

Warden Vogel
What was the deal with the orphanarium director's voice? When did he become Irish?

Can we all agree that rapists aren't asking for it?

I'm with LAWT. That wig and sweater…homina homina!

That LarryBraverman guy beat you to it.

Forget turkey and beef—pork burgers are the way to go.

Have you ever picked up a solid silver flute? Those suckers have some heft.

Something about rain in the forecast, I think.

I bet Perry could pull off Gaga, if you know what I mean.

Fontucky
There is no peyote in the air because it has been squeezed out by the meth-smog.

I was waiting for someone to point that out. Thanks, Godot.

Say you want to be the intimidating father who tittie fucks her. I wouldn't say that, of course. That would be rude.