I'd sure hate to get a dozen crapweeds for Valentine's Day. I'd rather have candy.
I'd sure hate to get a dozen crapweeds for Valentine's Day. I'd rather have candy.
Thanks for the heads-up on B23! I look forward to finally seeing it.
"Isn't half-bad"?!?!?! Poor, slutty Julia is the best!
Only ten times per episode? Pfffft. Amateur.
I thought I was done with Halloween, but Halloween isn't done with me!
"I demand that you stop smiling."
You people and your acceptance of coconut disgust me.
I didn't like this episode, either, but allow me to point out two things in its favor:
Sshhhh. I'm popping ghosts for GOO.
Of course, it’s that tough timeslot that’s partially to blame for the show’s swift demise
There's a slight possibility the TV-in-the-stew-room thing was just for this episode, because it was probably apparent by that point anyway who the top three and bottom three were. But even if it's permanent, it still replaces one form of tension (Who will win? Who will lose?) with another (Oh no, what embarrassing…
Is there a screengrab of Tom's face when he heard Ramon added ice to the dashi? If not, there should be.
It's really more of a rotini-head.
I've really liked a lot of Sonia's past reviews, but this stream-of-consciousness, phoned-in nonsense was borderline unreadable.
Similar here. I'm still at work (thankfully), but I'm bored stiff.
You've clearly got Ocean Madness.
Bitch, it is 5:40!
Called Man/Child, the show is about two single dads who move in
together and try and balance their reckless bachelor lifestyles with
responsible parenthood.
So this show can gleefully cackle at licking cocaine off the carpet, but can't even say the word "abortion" out loud. Aces.
God, yes.