I have no problem with his ethos. He just wasn't very good at it (see: the cigar). If anything he was bad PR because he was a constant name-dropper. Moto Chris does things the Moto way, you see, because he's a chef at Moto.
I have no problem with his ethos. He just wasn't very good at it (see: the cigar). If anything he was bad PR because he was a constant name-dropper. Moto Chris does things the Moto way, you see, because he's a chef at Moto.
Actually I do recall that she is a coach of some sort (google says: assistant cross country coach at Bryn Mawr). Otherwise, Andy's gf is a black hole too. But you know, gotta have that Andy/Erin shipping goin' on.
My automatic B- goes to "vampire push!"
So Kathy goes from personality vacuum with a crush on Jim to homewrecker with her sights on Jim. A million internet dollars to anyone who can tell me something about her that doesn't have to do with Jim.
He's got some cooking show or something on Yahoo.
And they didn't do a true mis-en-place relay either, the crumb-bums.
Depending on if Paul chokes in the finale, I can see Grayson, Moto Chris, and Bev making an All-Star season (and Chris only because he's goofy and gimmicky).
Canned tomatoes may get a pass; the judges usually flip out the most when it's a precooked/frozen protein.
WHAAAAT. Somehow I watched Misfits and Downton Abbey in the same night and never caught on. It's those damn period costumes.
Yeah, Curtis did change the future and save his girlfriend from jail without tearing apart the space-time continuum completely. I'd forgotten about that. But I wasn't entirely satisfied with how that happened either. It was pretty much everything stayed the same, only they were still dating, and they never really…
It fell fairly flat for me for a few reasons. First, some blog (Gawker?) already did a supercut of people getting bad news in letters. It also didn't feel Spike TV-ish. The comments were more catty than testosterone-fueled. I enjoyed the Chicken Lady jokes, which were very accurate, but everything else was…
Defensive comedy is extraordinarily unfunny.
Yeah, Col. Nasty is totally a reworking of Hader's character in the Blackenstein sketch. But I'm for it because it's such a bizarre, out-there character.
GENRE MIXING ALERT! OOOoooooOOOOOoooOOOOOooo.
Exceptional bonus points for using "figuratively" in place of "literally."
I'd imagine that a first trimester abortion preventing a product of self-incest from being born isn't that shaky of a moral dilemma. But I'm a guy and I know zilch about biology so there's that.
Crawley or Bates as the better mancrush? My Kinsey scale doesn't know what to do!
Attention feature girlfriends: please address me to others as your "beau."
And he can sing, too. Christ, now I've got half a mind to marry the guy.