Well, listen, do yourself a favor. Don't let them talk you into any of that "flank steak" bullshit. Try the London Broil. Pamper yourself!

If you can't see, put on your glasses…

No matter how stellar this series ends up being, Turturro as a lawyer just taunts me with the knowledge that this could be the extra-dark re-boot of 'Brain Donors'

Ohhh…

Lucy: "When I woke up this morning, I didn't know we'd be fighting on these rocks. Luckily, I wore my COMFORTABLE SHOES!!"

DynaBlue: "Dolphins are rad fish!!"
Dr. Wiggly: "Do you see that slinky one over there? Her name is Karen. Tonight, we're going to perform an experiment on her, and cook her, and eat her with butter."
DynaBlue: "AWESOME!!!"

He can't be dead, he's been tweeting all morning, unless, of course, it's just another blasted Krieger-bot.

My bunk is apparently larger on the inside…

Yarnell's death, via Norwegian aneurysm a couple of years ago, affirms your supposition.

She probably hasn't upgraded the RAM in them in a while, but there's enough silicone in her chest to support a Raspberry Pi or five…

Bullshit, or NOT?!?!

Sprayed ice tea everywhere when he did the coin bit, and I got the reference. Wow, that was a deep TCM-fueled reference.

And, in the future, Colossal Boy of the LoSH (and his briefly president-of-Earth mother) were Jewish.

My robot brain needs beer…

Luckily, their former lead singer just dropped out of the race for the GOP nomination;

Not that I have any proof, but I think that moxie's completely natural…

Angus MacTavish. Curiously indifferent to haggis-based table scraps…

Bea Arthur butt-stuff?

9:00 in the morning, and she asks for a Corpse Reviver #2, then gives a second choice (you know, if they're out of absinthe…)

And, they have a tank of gentle cuttlefish…