I don't like that brand. Doesn't feel as much like you're sucking a robot's dick.

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Maybe "lackluster" or "disappointing" would have been a better word to use, then. Since she was the impetus for the squad getting back together, I figured she was a more important figure than she evidently was in the grand scheme of the story. Guess her death was meant to be more of a trigger for the crew than an…

Through the progression of the story, I didn't have the best impression of Paul. But he understood loyalty, and I figured he was pretty much buying time for some last chance play when he told them he would turn his partners over. And he almost escaped. Gotta say, I'll miss the guy.

D.A. Mrs. Barksdale went out fairly anticlimactically in terms of how they shot that scene. Pretty unsatisfying, in my opinion. But Paul, for as much as we've been making fun of him all season, went out like a champ. Props to him. I've got no jokes to make about his fart-smelling facial expressions tonight.

You don't want to mess with Hasidic Security Inc. They'll throw your meshuggah ass right out the door.

I'd give it a three-way tie between him, Julia Louis-Dreyfus, and Glenn Howerton of "Always Sunny." I can't put my finger on it, he just has this way about him that makes him incredibly hilarious.

Well, there's always "bouncer." You've got the attitude, muscles, and wardrobe for it. Other than that, I don't know. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to have an illustrious five-year career before overdosing on heroin and coming to a tragic end. Hopefully it won't make you cry again. Peace!

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I doubt that even the expert skills of an Ian McKellen- or Benedict Cumberbatch-Sherlock could solve the mystery of "he who smelt it."

I'll bleed on your drums as much as I damn want. That's how I got to play such an awesome "Caravan" solo. By the way, isn't there some small-time jazz club you should be gigging at right now?

Holy shit! I knew Jemaine Clement was going to be on the episode, but not Andy Daly. This just makes it that much better. Boy, Andy's had a pretty funny past few days. First some glory hole escapades, and now being an alien assassin.

"Stupid-ass, fart-saving, carpet store motherfucker" might just be the best insult of the next millennium. So many applications.

Krombopulos Michael is the best damn alien hit man in the universe. He has no code of ethics, will kill anything, and best of all, has an awesome Twitter page. Puts up awesome pictures of puppies and kittens…you know, before he murders them.

Jemaine Clement added his signature combo of wit and just plain weirdness to his performance as that…thing. He was fucking hilarious, and a main reason why this episode kicked so, so much ass. And he pronounced the word "fart" as good as anyone ever has.

Sorry it's just, my mother left me at a young age and I still haven't gotten down my double-time swing.

My bad, I was dragging. Not rushing.

Stars?! Damn, now the rest of us have to step our game up.

That is a legendary quote. "Arrogance and timidity" also seems to be a prevailing trend as of late. Among assholes, that is.

Not my tempo.