Ah, the SASE. As made famous by PBS' Zoom! "Come on and Zoo-MAAAAH, Zoo-MAAAAAH Zoom!"

Oh my GAAAAAAWD! Oh my GAAAAAAWD! Oh my GAAAAAAAWD!

OK, here's the info I needed: "Pete won, but he also ended up with the Sacko Award, which put a damper on his $1 million check. On the bright side, with the money he could afford to fix the burned down beach house awarded to the Sacko winner."

Oh my, look at her. I'll still go with my original choice. That woman's glowing, gorgeous eyes could stop armies in their tracks.

Yeah, she definitely has it, whatever "it' is. That said, she's a bit—well, I guess I already stared this thread, so there's no going back now—you know, heavy.

Yes. But he wasn't because phoned in. Pete also simultaneously lost and won for no reason that anyone can discern.

Oh, THAT'S how he won. I was wondering about that, since he actually came in last for the Sacko. But that still doesn't explain why the coin is a separate team from Pete, or why Pete's last-place finish wouldn't cancel out the win.

I'd disagree, especially if you've seen her on the show. But OK, I'll go (slightly contrived) Nuclear Option: Denise Schaefer, the flight attendant from the Carl's Jr. ad. I'm not sure she's technically an actress, but she WAS on TV. She's the apex predator of the hot chick food chain.

I will see your Janina and raise you a Vera Filatova, who played Elena on Peep Show.

I'm sorry, but you have to start this as a C for the Draft Kings infomercial masquerading as Pete's storyline. It was just… gross. Otherwise, it was a tepid return to form, with some decent Rafi, Ruxin, and surprise, Taco (Those birds definitely looked like they were into it.)

Well, if it makes you feel better, I too considered that this is more Rafi's manic storytelling than reality, but his dad shooting at him—and Sofia being full of bullet holes—supports that this is supposed to be a literal history.

Again, his current behavior makes sense. His weirdness as a child makes no sense given his backstory.

But see, it doesn't. At all.

This was my basic reaction:

Cool—thanks for the heads up!

Which is what makes his character so excruciating. He always walks away the winner, he always gets hot chicks, and he's still the epicenter of his peer group—none of which rings true.

Well, the fact that we're at less than a dozen comments goes a long way to indicate how many shits people aren't giving about this show anymore.

Candlebox - Soul Asylum + Collective Soul = Duo of mediocrity.

True story: I had front row for Candlebox in '94. Opening act? The Flaming Lips. And they brought the WHOLE show. That was a interesting pairing.

It's on Netflix, no?