As much as I enjoyed Dallas' inner shrieking, it pales in comparison to Dalia's dry crying.

You underestimate Bob at your own peril.

To be fair, Dickface was wearing satin drawers.

If that's the case, then he needs to look up Loretta, and together they could be the crime king and queen of eastern Kentucky.

Darryl's going to get an ass whipping before he gets a bullet, and that's what I want to see.

I never read Tim as gay so much as Dean Winchester-like.

It's kind of hard when IT'S THE WORST JOB IN THE WORLD!!!

If anyone is to blame for Dewey Crowe's time of woe it's Raylan Givens. Dewey Crowe started this season a small businessman, the very backbone of our capitalist system, with an above ground pool but no fatties or curb apples. He's hiring simpletons and putting them in executive positions while reaping the rewards…

I've never heard it before, but if you listen carefully you can hear the "DING" on the timer of his fifteen minutes sounding.

Not to be nitpicky, but "He was an old man who fished alone in a skiff.."

I'm all about a Cass and Crowley spin-off. They could be lawyers and have this love triangle with a sexy yet awkward associate who wears too-short skirts and is constantly getting herself into trouble because of her manic pixie dreamgirl ways.

I love how Crowley thinks he's Dean's bestie. Then again what man wouldn't have a heterosexual mancrush on Dean Winchester?

We discussed this last week. For Dewey Crowe, it's Witless Protection.

I have to concur. It's always a good episode of television when Rick "Endless Mike" Gomez appears.

Was it just me or was Boyd kind of digging being under Mrs. Hale's shoe?

R.I.P Mr. Picker. Those cancer sticks will kill you.

It's just a rule: don't screw with the guy who has the craziest hair.

I didn't think it was possible, but Darryl Crowe Jr. is an even bigger chickenshit than Dewey Crowe. Here's to hoping Raylan whips his ass before killing him.

I wish they would do a deluxe reissue of The Sensual World. My little girl is hitting puberty hard, and it would be nice to have someone in her collection who speaks to what she's going through who isn't Lordes or a complete shithead.

I know that Country is collectively not this group's thing, but George Strait's Does Fort Worth Ever Cross Your Mind is a frickin' classic and it isn't even available in CD format.