I use that line every damn time I hear someone use the word "legit" as anything other than slang for "cool".

Sadly, that's a real therapist technique.

You'd be surprised how often the therapist's job boils down to finding a delicate way to say, "Look, it's obvious you want to fuck your brother/sister/mother/father/cousin/horse."

My guess is he's on to Dexter somehow.

Dex's insurance doesn't cover ambulance rides.

I'm liking this, but I feel bad about it.

I don't know, but I *do* know that my brain has now been taken over by the phrase "hump the shark".

I liked this show.  A lot.  And when this season started, I thought for sure it'd redeem itself.  "Mos Def? Edward James Olmos? Tackling actual moral issues, like religion and atheism?"

I'd been reading this whole review trying to remember who the hell Ricochet Rabbit was, and reading that suddenly made it all come flooding back.

Yeah, this might be the best moment in the series, but I'm a sucker for corgis too.  Though it might be a close second to the moment in "My Funny Valentine", when Ein answers the phone when Faye calls.

I think the most clever part might be how they sneak a vintage "Coca Cola" sign in around copyrighting, by having it be missing like 60% of the sign.

I kinda love Spike's.  There's something about it that seems incredibly familiar.

At this point, if a ghost Yasiin Bey *doesn't* show up before the end of the season, I'm done.

Yeah, the whole inversion of the horror movie gender roles was pretty clever.  Like, "Aw, how quaint that you think you can save her."

I saw the first one in a theater, too, but in the middle of nowhere in frickin' South Carolina, so it was effective in *spite* of the other people in the theater.

See, I don't believe in a damn thing like ghosts or demons or angels or God.  I'm the guy pointing out the shitty wiring in your haunted basement and talking about EM interference.

…  That or it's a movie that you, y'know, need to pay attention to, where nothing explodes in a big shiny fireball.

Got the…  Well, I'm just going to say "happy" ending… on Encyclopedia Fuckme on the first try.

It doesn't, it's a terrible movie.

Having a hard time not imagining that you'd be responsible for the blood and chili powder, now.