I concur. when that baby shot out of the womb, I guffawed.

Instead, we get a whole offseason of watching Cam sulk during his post-game interview.

I enjoyed that commercial. Especially the walking fish-creature eating guacamole at the end. And yes, Scott Baio was there… for some reason.

My 11 year old son couldn't stop talking about that puppymonkeybaby. So… mission accomplished.

I like Roy's line—clearly an afterthought—telling the mostly unconscious bad guys on the floor that they should get out of the building before it blows up. Like anyone actually cared about them. (note that we didn't see them zip-lining to safety).

Because we already screwed up the planet, and the future of humanity is still dealing with the consequences.

I've got really mixed feelings about this. I thought the season finale was very good, but damn, I'm disappointed that we didn't get to the end of the first book this season. At the risk of a vague spoiler, if they hew anywhere near to the book, next season should be a hell of a ride. Oh, and let's start calling the…

I used to catch that show while working the night shift. Good times.

You would fill the gap that has been left vacant ever since the Big Boy closed down 25 years ago. Maybe you could take the old Big Boy statue and have it repainted to look like Avery.

You are absolutely right. I live in FDL, and we are the fucking lowest of the low. But we OWN it, not like those sanctimonious Manitowocian shitheads.

Fifty Orcs to slay
Nifty Tina Fey
Fifty fish to fillet
Fifty songs to play
Fifty prayers to pray
Fifty times a day

Fifty bales of hay
Fifty bills to pay
Fifty cats to spay
Fifty eggs to lay

That's the most creative juxtaposition between Kim Basinger and Jabba the Hutt I've heard all day! Bravo!

It's…a version of that song…

Onan-Anon-Obi-Wan-a-Ding-Dong!

Bill's embarrassingly shallow thought upon seeing these pages: "It's too bad about the constant war in the middle east that I've grown up with, because so many shows and movies I've seen in my life are that ugly beige sand color."

Au contraire, the night I spent at the jambalaya strip club was one of the spiciest nights of my life! (Get it?)

I was going to say that, but I didn't want to step on your toes.

That would've made a great X-Files episode.

Wait… "demonic boobies" are a thing?