I think the episode was disorienting for the most part, then pulled it together for the ending.

Worth it for ‘Gam-Gam Ma’am’ alone.

St. Louis might not have BBQ tradition, yet. But they’ve had a boom in the past decade or so with a bunch of smoking folk who are determined to put St. Louis on the map, BBQ-wise.

Is it framing Beth in as in the wrong, or driving home to Randall the duration and depth of her resentment?

Halelujeuh, and holy shit!!

Chill out whitebread, before I cut you!

Kevin will be making his famous, . . RICE . . . .

This is pretty irresponsible reporting at this point. The reports do not list Espinal as the reporting party. That information is not provided. The first incident has been closed by law enforcement with additional action declined. The second report doesn’t cite Tyreek as the subject of investigation.

Gilly?!?!?

Colin Jost’s jowls introducing us to the season-bending phenomenon of storing up nuts for Spring.

“Leslie, bless her heart”

Mayo, Sweet Baby Rays, and Powdered Chipotle —-> Campfire Sauce!!!

The movie where young people go to retire?

The Hee-Haw/Dorf On mashup we’ve all anticipated.

Off the shin. . . Fortunate bounce, that.

Anyone else UTTERLY convinced that Noomi Rapace was Jodie Comer until the credits came up?

Ah yes, ol’ Klein Bottle Dorked Foles.

Its’a Me, . . Abbi.

Home Depot? HOME DEPOT??

Maude - You can imagine where it goes from there