With out going all out on a episode breakdown, I will say this was one of the strangest SNL’s ever. Almost every sketch had me kind of shrugging and muttering under my breath at the end, “Well that was dark.”

I can’t decide what’s better, the people actually so tweaked that they were dancing or the ones just standing there letting branding tattoo the shit out of them.

Poor guy! How’s he going to occupy his time in Hollywood? He must be heartbroken...

Ok, so this was during a Lions game? Let me guess, the team plays .500 ball and has one guy who makes half of the team’s total salary. Also, they will not make the playoffs?

Florida is so special in so many ways!

As a Michigan ex-pat, this is a good example of why people from The Mitten don’t care if no one else goes there.

Pretty? Umm....on Star Trek?

The good news is that it is Spring, so maybe your panties will dry out.

Who takes a yellow cab to the airport?

Or a “Pink Panty” for that matter.

Maybe not the whole world...but definitely The Bronx, if not the whole Northeast Amtrak corridor of shitheads.

She is also suing her local Bronx dealer for selling her K2 that is not actually grown on K2.

You do NOT want a possum! Google possum teeth...you are welcome. They are evil.

Yet nobody wants to talk about the bond sale which PR defaulted on to the tune of $1.5 trillion a year before Maria. Nobody will take a haircut on money owed, so $90B is kind of a drop in the bucket.

Wendy just needed to “fix” something for a second. Sheesh. Slow your roll.

I didn’t think it was possible to put five assholes in the front seats of a Benz. You learn something new everyday, I guess.

I have like 20 more of these. That is how sad that is.

Mike Tyson’s tiger and Doug would like to have a word with the Baller brand. I mean, Jesus.

That is the Siesta Key of tattoos.