This review was too short. The beach episode is one that still sticks out in my mind today because it gave me what I’d been demanding for quite some time — LOTS AND LOTS AND LOTS OF PARIS.

I find myself wondering how different these would be if they were written when it aired. Judging this episode entirely with hindsight, as steps to an inevitable ending, seems to me to do it a disservice.

I don’t dispute whether or not it’s fair.

Holy shit, is this true? Please tell me this is true.

Bless you, Katie Rife. This is what we needed after that jagoff’s essay.

This asshole got banned from a Logan Square bar for being too creepy. If you’re so disgusting towards women that you get banned from at least one, possibly more, shitty hipster bar in Logan then get the fuck out of Chicago forever. There are stories after stories after stories, with proof, on Facebook and Twitter…

Are you in any way aware of where The Onion and the AV Club is located perchance?

If he couldn’t figure out that real Chicagoans don’t eat fucking deep dish, then his dumb ass is a failure at even basic assimilation, in addition to everything else he’s a failure at.

Man Bad at Biking and Dating, Decides It’s the City’s Fault

Seriously, where was he getting a four dollar Lagunitas in San Francisco? Nowhere, that’s where.

Chicago is a kick-ass city. This is a kick-ass rebuttal.

I’ve never heard of this guy before, and I’m definitely not going to look him up now. But gosh dang Katie, this write-up tells me everything about this guy, and that’s that he’s a douche canoe. The perfect snarky article to end my last day off before work tomorrow.

Statute of limitations is wayyyy up for that shocker.

On the one hand, fuck you Disney. On the other hand, I’m 100% going to end up paying for this because I have tiny children and they will not suffer Moana to leave their TV.

As a father I just can’t watch it.

Stand by Me is a stone cold A+.

The ending in The Mist is one of the darkest movie endings I’ve ever seen. Maybe the the darkest.

1. Yes, massive amount of high school hooking up on church retreats and trips

I’m also in the “completely fucking hated the movie ending of The Mist” camp. I don’t think there’s a lot of us.