Things:

I'm looking forward to Season 3 just to get another look at the Meeseeks arena battle.

Pretty sure everyone in the room with me gasped when Colleen got her arm (not) chopped off.

The claws are weapons that she puts on. We've seen Claire grab them off a peg on the wall at different points.

“But where did my fist go?”

The flute work was amazing. Whoever was playing should get a credit.

The only thing that kind of yelled "low budget" to me was the "destruction of the house" as represented by a bit of smoke wafting around.

Remember when there was a right-wing frenzy because Obama asked for brown mustard to go with his burger?

Y'know, if the guy were to release his tax returns, I would promise to watch him eat every bite of a filet mignon fried to the consistency of shoe leather, and clap when he was done. And I'd bring the ketchup.

Yes, getting wound up about this discussion does seem extreme.

I'm not sure what the difference between a "dummy" and a "fake" email address is. I gave them a perfectly valid new email address on my domain and am keen to see what sort of drivel I get there. I guess that's a "dummy" address?

Well, then. This looks like the most significant contribution to enabling hack production values since the invention of the star wipe.

As we've come to expect from all great cinema, tension is introduced as we wonder whether Charlie/Rod will or won't hurl all over Spicer's brand new suit.

"Dug up an article from last year"

A fair point. She may also want to get a job somewhere else in the near future.

You think she'll wait until then? "Politically dead" will be sufficient.

Late question (we're a little behind on the ol' DVR here at the rancho): who was the woman in the convenience store? She seemed way too self-aware and photogenic to be a legit Trumpette.

Also also: AV Club Johnson is right!

Also, since when is Clickhole tweeting links to articles from other Onion properties?

Jeez, is AV Club in the pocket of Big Not Drinking Orange Juice?