I thought one should only feed raw chicken bones to one’s dog. Cooked bones tend to splinter and so are a choking hazard.

We should rule it out. Old people are the worst people to eat.

Only if the other person who likes you is also an obnoxious asshole.

And then he said, “I was the first person ever to say that, did you know that?” 

How can someone call a blue unicorn a purple donkey?

It could still turn out that Carl fell on a pair of dentures and was just messing with his father for being such a colossal asshole.

Enid is responsible for vastly depleting it.

That was charming. Thank you.

It needs ditch diggers more than it needs lawyers.

“I don’t know why I watch this. I hate all of them.” My sentiments to a T.

Who are the two?

Really incompetently evil, to boot. She’s constantly having the rug pulled out from under her, and she always reacts like a petulant brat when it happens. To make matters worse, Kerry Washington is overacting the bejesus out of the role, and the ham, far from being entertaining, is the stuff of really bad melodrama.

Poor kitty.

Bah, what does the Economist know about bearing Chuck Heston’s world-savin’ spawn?

You know what was dumb? That our heroes spent a lot of time fretting over how to find the Master and how to get the nuclear bomb to him and the Master worried that they’d find him and does his best to keep both them and the big nasty bomb at a distance and then, poof, Quinlan says, “Hey, let’s get the Master to come…

And Zack’s actor was very likable in it.

This season is indeed very much like COLONY.

Yes. It is eternal.

But she was going to be cured by Charlton Heston’s magic Jesus blood and bear unto the world the New Messiah, so she got a happy ending off camera.

So David Bradley is going to turn into Patrick Troughton?