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Sadly, it did.

I like liking things.

"He leaves us with no unfinished business."

The reasonable discussions will be built. Some will argue that an all-too-easily felled show made tentpole to tentpole and determined to break the tethers of what has come before is the best. Some will argue that the workmanlike efficiency of the sturdily soft show makes it not only more comfortable, but more

Jesus, can you imagine Todd reviewing TEN episodes in one article? It'd take longer to read than Ulysses.

Guess I'll be getting Netflix then.

I feel compelled to tell you that you have the best avatar/username on this entire godforsaken fucking sight, @avclub-af6d195456b8c96f3cd1cbe5da32ae75:disqus .

Damn a week later, and nobody took the bait. TWSS. There.

I can concur that that is indeed the case.

yeah, I've been reading that too, and am really enjoying it… i have reached the "modern era" so it's a tad jarring when someone like tina fey refers to the show in the present tense, but still a really engrossing read…

Just wanted to chime in and say King of the Hill is fucking amazing, and though I loves me some Simpsons, I actually agree with you. Also, it was a slow dawning realization to me as well.

Chess annoys the hell out of me. I find it really boring and tedious, but due to some divine practical joke, I am really good at it so my friends always want to play. My career winning percentage is relatively high, but my career enjoyment level is insanely low. (I kinda don't like games in general [not including

grim, meat-hook realities…

fluidly?

Actually that is accurate. I thought it was creepy too, then I found out the "Brie contingent" (obsession AND avatars) were all teenagers. That made me feel a little less creeped out.

That was unfortunate.

@K. Thrace, that is exactly how I read the situation (re: chip), but apparently I am in the minority.

Damn Craig, take out the tomato and add black olives and you could be me (in sandwich preference).

Announcement book-ended by flute solos? Classy as always.

I am a little too lazy to shout it, but you shut your whore mouth.