The Austrians, Poles, Peruvians and Body-Snatchers would like to have a short chat with you about the definition of the word "invasion."  And "perspective."

What I love about the idea of Nova Scotian separatists is that even if they all did separate successfully, what would that add up to?  Eleven…twelve cable-knit-sweatered people?  Maybe a baker's dozen?  And converted to metric, I think that's either 17 or 8….either way, not nearly enough for a viable breeding…

I hate your bandwagon.

I dunno.  I consider myself fairly well-adjusted in terms of sexual identity…but I still insist on no anal talk while at the dining table.  Guess it's just my Puritan heritage.

Weird.  Well, here in north-central Indiana, a food truck is just a trailer full of pigs who haven't realized that their road trip is gonna end up someplace that looks like Studio 54 if Hieronymus Bosch ran promotions while Pinhead worked the rope line.  Of course, Bianca Jagger would still get her usual booth.

I don't know much about pan-sexual pre-teens and I know even less about ocelots, but what I do know is that my man Rizzo is far too fabulous to be that excited at the prospect of streetside vendor food.
Seriously, I just don't get this show.

Ooooookay, granted I'm stuck here in the vast Mid-western flyover territory, but ya know, I've been around the block a couple of times.  I've seen shit.  It hasn't been all cow-tippin' and NRA wild game pot lucks.  But are there really dinner parties out there where real people have real conversations like that one?…

They defused a bomb with Jeffster and a porn virus.  Let that one sink in.

For me, this show's best bits are the little things.  For instance, my new favorite mean thing to say to someone: "I hope you dream of your death."

The last scene would've worked better with a weird Asian houseboy lighting firecrackers.

The way Bernie smiled as she said “I’m a very vengeful
person” was awesome and hot.

Did you notice Haley look up when Phil made the helicopter noise?  Whatever else may be going on, I love how the show throws in those little touches.

Sooooo, I'm a big ol' sci-fi nerd and I teach college lit….and thanks to you I just realized that I could amuse myself at my students' expense by teaching them your version of "Chekov's gun" and never letting them in on the joke.  Bless you good sir.

What struck me was that 
Bernadette’s solution to their problem (that Howard be a stay-at-home dad) was actually presented as a reasonable solution rather than the jumping off point for an episode's conflict.  That's growth, right?  A little?

Yeah, there's no way I could ever stay mad at them her.

Our family crest has been missing a motto, so I'm going to shamelessly steal "Great joke, wrong time." Also, that may wind up as the title of my forthcoming book on people who remain single well into their forties.

"Didn't the final season of Buffy teach you anything?"

I think your comment is dead-on, particularly how this provides an "organic" (perfect choice of words) way for the show -and its characters-  to move forward.  Hell, five seasons from now we may look back on this particular episode as a watershed moment for the writers.

"…
and much it all up."

Is it weird that my reaction to Sarah hanging from the ceiling was to notice her outrageously awesome shoulders?  Cuz I'm totally okay with that.