The shark is a metaphor for the difficulty facing aging actresses.

I liked it; her cheerful "Come on, let's go inside!" immediately after telling him she'd been hate fucking him after was a highlight of the season.

That was scar-on-car action.

Wouldn't we have been better off making it the number one show in the country?

I wish you had told me that before I'd printed all those fliers and stolen all those cats!

I saw Catfight last night, which, huh. I'm pretty sure I got the message.

Although the clear leader would be the scene where they accidentally loop the same footage of a girl escaping through a field twice, my personal favorite was the scene in which, as one of the actors tries to escape through the forest with his small group, he comes upon a tree with a large branch, and needing to make a…

This sounds promising.

Oh, preppers spend. Especially when the end of the world is EVERYTHING.

Also, there's about a half dozen scenes where they treat what should be an reasonably answered query into a profound insight by pretending there's no answer-

I'm not rewatching to verify, but re: Angie's gun; so, if at ANY point during the day, which they both spent ceaselessly looking for the gun, if Leanne ever saw her from behind… they'd have "found" the gun?

I was more taken aback by "OK Apu, into the poo!"

I said something pithy, and was greeted with a "the comment you replied to has been deleted by a mod", so I'm done here.

And this paint is just a bucket of spoiled milk!

But not the most galling choice of the season.

Yeah, those tapes of vaguely disappointing things sunk the entire Republican establishment, an easily verified real possibility.

Of course Frank would give a ruthless handy in the secret room. Hopefully Ken wasn't on the stairs.

You got my Christmas card!

Paint my fence!

He was only willing to compete against Clancy Brown.