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You can just say yellow.

This article is best read when high. And probably written, too. But, like, best.

Still gonna suck though. There’s no way in hell it’s not gonna suck.

I was kinda annoyed that the season arc was, basically, “let’s force the lead character to forgive his shitty friend for fucking his girlfriend”. Like, why?

Well, you’re a moron. You can read without sarcasm, but it is a faint praise.

After Trump leaves the White House, his next venture will probably be a game show titled “Who Wants to Say They Are a Millionaire?”

Gotta say, this episode works wonders when you’re high.

“Scandalous photos”? Grow up.

For an openly feminist show like this one, it was a bit weird seing hell populated by prostitutes.

I’m a couple of episodes away from giving up on this. It stopped being fun. It stopped having a point. It’s just drama porn.

This was, yeah, pretty decent, if totally by-the-numbers. I won’t miss it, but I liked it.

Perkins said “potential potency”, which is pretty amusing, so there’s that.

No good person is named Jared. Come at me, Jareds.

“Magainze”? Do you just hit your keyboard with your fist, Hughes?

Something tells me that that Brian Kemp fella is not a great person. A lot of somethings tell me that.

Well, this sucks. This show was one of the best network comedies of the recent years. Honestly, I’d rather see black-ish or Fresh Off the Boat get the ax at this point. Both shows are way past their prime and are mostly spinning wheels, no matter how fun it is to watch the kids grow up.

I’m still waiting for Bobby Moynihan to get a good vehicle for himself. He’s a great comedy actor, and that stupid This Is Us knock-off really gave him nothing to do, comedy-wise.

Yes, but it came out like, days before his wife’s death, so it got really sad really quickly.

Well, yeah. I mean, the entire special is great.

It was friggin beautiful, too.