I have a TERRIBLE relationship with my mom—like, thrown out the house (and stood on the street waiting for a ride while she screamed that I'm a whore out the window), will go for years without speaking, go back and forth between wanting to reach out and wanting to never speak again—and I was still horrified by that.

This seems way too partisan for them. I mean, who do you think they are, Michael Moore?

I got that confused with Walk Hard for a second and almost punched you through the screen.

That is stuck in my head an embarrassingly large amount of the time.

They are my two favorite current sitcoms, so they can't be far from cancellation.

When you someone just right through it.

"I never learned how to shower properly" destroyed me.

Boston area. It is bubble tea here. It's kind of gross, but I like it.

I'm waiting for White Josh and Hector to have their own song.

This is the first time I've watched the show with the Hector Award in mind, and I also gave it to Father Brah.

…k?

The kid who was taught evolution in school, and as a result became a junkie and is now burning in hell, holds a special place in my heart.

I was going to bring up that exact Leo moment. "I don't understand people who just have one drink." That one hit me pretty hard, because that is something I've thought many, many times.

Oh, it's fine. Once they get older, and not so nice in the legs, not so nice in the mouth, they get to live out their days on a nice farm.

"Great Job, Me!"

Mandatory until Steve Zahn leaves.

That is NOT how you wear a suit jacket, Chris Kirkpatrick.

GODDAMNIT.

There was this one time, we stayed up way past midnight.

Applebee's at Christmas time. The music was awful all year: they didn't pay for the stations that played recent music, or anything that was ever remotely popular, so it was a constant flow of the same maybe two or three hours of the same awful, generic pop music.