he was nowhere near as terrifying and off-putting as Boon.

a classic case of mistaking an actor's persona for his personality.

that's why I appreciated The Shield. good lord, those prostitutes looked the part.

so much so that I just assumed this was another one of the show's heightened-reality moments.

if you want a friend, be a friend.

eh, it wasn't really a review anyway.

have you been to the club lately? even in the boring old Midwest, a miniskirt and heels is what all hot young thangs wear for a night out on the town. hell, I've done the walk of shame at 5:00 a.m. in a miniskirt and heels and I'm a comfortably middle class 38-year old woman.

is English your second language?

eh…she really didn't have much to work with.

too bad. toward the end of the episode Louie saved a dying dog, kicked Pamela to the curb, and landed a $5MM record deal.

this. I'm sorry, but Louie is successful in the show. Bobby's rant exemplifies this.

no means yes.

maybe stick to watching Modern Family.

overdue a win? according to Bobby, he's living the good life. has a great apartment, a family, regular sex. he gets invited to the Hamptons by Jerry Seinfeld, for christ's sake. Louie IS successful. he's made it.

we're grading the internet on a curve, today.

I believe that Draper fellow works in advertising as well…

as a huge fan of TJ Miller, I approve this message.

spoiler alert.

I still find myself occasionally yelling "my band, MY SONG!" for no reason at all. I fucking loved Vaughn and I miss that stupid hippie-hipster shitbag.

remember Sammy Jankis.