Way to step up for the code, Mikey. Somehow I feel Wynn's next shot to the dome is coming way faster.

Raylan, you ruint Dewey Crowe's dream of becoming a respectable bona fide proprietor of a whorehouse where there are no fatties and reincarnated Hitler drinks free.

Well that's the first time I've ever felt sympathy for a hipster d-bag. Boone, all the porkpie hats in the world aren't going to distract Loretta from the fact you're a dipshit with a dumbass mythology and a shitty haircut. Killing her auntie didn't help none either.

"Don't crowd me, boy."
Poor Earl.

I'm still trying to figure out how Loretta's going to deal with Boone. All I know is that there's going to end up being a severed head with a shitty haircut somewhere along the line.

"I may have been born at night, but I wasn't born last night"
Two questions: they're still running Nash Bridges in syndication in Kentucky, and why is Boyd watching it?

Favorite moment: Earl giving Raylan a big country bird flip.

Actually, it was Ancient Age. Using it to start a "Fuck You, Arlo" fire is one of its more productive uses.

My exemplars of manliness would have to be Bobby Singer from Supernatural and the Ice King from Adventure Time.

Surprisingly good choices. They were a lot more than their public personae. Andre was a Renaissance Man, Bruce Lee was a philosopher, and the Macho Man? Hoooo Yeah!!!!

Hell yeah! When I was a kid, he was the best example of a regular down to Earth non-dickwaving Southern man.

That's good because the the real life Frank Broyles from the University of Arkansas is an asshole. Seriously you should meet this paradigm of malformed humanity.

I don't think so. Otherwise we would have seen Benson's panties…. a LOT.

No, Krieger, your old van with owl was a heap of awesome. A van with "Van" spray painted on the side is not. If it said "C'est ne pas un Van" that would be awesome. Pretentious, but awesome.

I'm good with kids, and parent-teacher conferences are AWESOME!!!

I'm trying to imagine Lana dressed as Steve McQueen, but her giant man hands are ruining it for me.

"Sorry I tried to spit roast your mother." If I had a nickel for every time I said that, I'd have me some nickels.

It suddenly made perfect sense to me. Of all the fictional characters with whom I would want to go to a titty bar, Pam is at the top of the list.

It makes me a little suspicious that Art would be sniffing around about the Hale case. I hope he isn't an inside man for Markham. That would be a truly shitty end to his career.

Sir, we endeavor to emulate Boyd Crowder whenever possible because it amuses us, and it is the very pinnacle of hillbilly locution. That being established, it occurs to me that it's a fair question to ask why on God's green Earth would you find it objectionable or not attempt it your ownself? Perhaps you are cursed…