Woah…. not even The Cranberries?

Mike's….. life…. matters?

More like Hammy Davis Jr. amirite?!?!?….. no, no. I'm not right. Sorry for all that.

I mean, do you even know you….? Do I know me? I exist to say that I do not exist.

I miss the days of the old AV Club. You know, where people made jokes 'bout folks. And things. Sometimes even places or sandwiches. A simpler time.

Also, because the literal point of this episode is liberation.

I understand what you meant, I just meant in a broader sense. Restricted language, unrestricted bombs being dropped. The fucking river of hypocritical shit that is humanity yadda yadda yadda.

Bet he could bottom it.

No. Just as sad.

"I was kind of amazed at the language they were able to use." I cannot begin to describe how fucked up that statement is to me. Hey, but that's life.

Aubrey Plaza is just going to get uglier, physically. Spiritually, she might become even more beautiful than I could possibly imagine. But since I'm not gay, I don't care about that. I got sheds to build.

Shit man, seems like he got a raw deal.

My girlfriend always says let's "Play Cards Against Humanity!" at parties, and then I yell "SHUT THE FUCK UP." and she tearily looks towards the floor and the noise dies down to a suffocating silence, and nobody can remember why they invited me in the first place.

You never go full 80's.

Time for one last ride to the moon Baron Munchausen. Say hello to the Moon King for me old friend.

You've given me a lot to think about. On the toilet.

Ah, I see. Politically, I'm Pro-Shit and Puke and proud of it. So although we are on different ends of the spectrum, I can appreciate your differences friend.

In the episode, or…?

Ahhhhhh, Scanners.

I hated this show, on reputation alone. Then I watched it, and laughed my ass off. There's something for all us. Don't judge anything until you literally experience it. I wonder if Steve Buscemi is still stuck in that fucking feminist bookstore?