Perhaps a sassy, sparkly dramedy about the spread of syphilis in the "gay community" on both coasts would be more au courant?

You weren't watching Looking, that's for sure.

Or you could just spend your Sundays trolling The Abbey.

Of which "gay community" are you speaking of with presumed authority?

"And the complaint with Looking was more that a city with a large Asian population avoided casting all but one very minor Asian character."

The unabated animus/vocally active disinterest directed toward this show is/was curious, to say the least.

Ya, the African bit is priceless rewind material.

In for an inch, in for a mile, as they say. So if you can barely do the inch, just forget about even promising the mile. Also see: you can't have your cake and eat it too.

Funny, I do the exact same thing when I'm on the toilet.

Or a whoopy cushion.

The All Star Cookie vs. Up and Comer Boo-Boo Kitty smackdown was simply sublime; I could picture Joan Collins raising a champagne glass in salute. And that equally contrived Daniel in the lion's den battle between Jamal and the Monster from the Rap Lagoon, which he caps in the end with a righteously aimed "beeetch",…

You can never have too many bubbles in a bubble bath.

Come for the cookies, stay for a bullet…to the head.

Gosh darnit, things sure would be simpler if they stuck to barnyard animals.

Just like my shiz-tsu; who everyone thinks looks just like an Ewok.

Jeez, all this seemingly obligatory pearl clutching over a SOAP that isn't shielded in white camouflage. I didn't wear a hair shirt watching Dynasty or Dallas, and I certainly wouldn't wear one now just because of a slight change in contrast.

So what. She still carried the confrontation with Howard. The scene worked as intended. I hope it isn't the last we see of the character.

Errr…sister daughters to be precise.

Culture? What's that?

Shut up, Internet. Nobody's listening.