If the show runs long enough,you probably will. :D

Who’s to say we’re not getting that look, just inhabited by Kirby Howell-Baptiste?

... more so?

“At that age, teenagers are mature enough to know what they’re being part of”

Oh, they CAN be.

But I for one was a pretty fucking callow 19 year-old. :/

Right? It’s just warm comfort TV. Engaging people, lovely scenery, and some of the romantic subplots actually manage to be nice little dramas.

sweating, sleepy, and ready to throw up

THE A.V. CLUB

K.

CORRECT! :D

More like essence of plastic Leprechaun hat and “Erin go BRRRAAAAAAUUUUUUGGGHHH” t-shirt.

- And this is the day I learned AT-J was Latina. HUH.

- I recognized “Celtic Woman” IMMEDIATELY and that sketch was spot-on. It’s like the St. Patrick’s Day flavored seltzer of that subgenre of entertainment. “Flatiron Megans”, LOL.

- I have only a passing familiarity with Jeff Dunham. Did he really have THAT many…

I  love it overall, but YMMV.

Well, I have NO German - maybe that’s why it worked better for me. (Shrug)

Also, I thought the ending was very satisfying, but YMMV. :)

I’m a quick reader, and want to respect the source material, so I generally have no problem with subtitles.

Sometimes, though, I want to devote my viewing energy elsewhere. I watched a couple episodes of “Dark” in German, but what with all the to-ing and fro-ing in spacetime, I decided to just settle in for the dubbed…

Wait - you, uh... gotta hot tip on emus?

Thank you, thank you...

“Steakhouse” is my new euphemism for the gut/groin as a target of violence. (As in “Ooh! Right in the steakhouse!”)

Sweet Southern Sugar tastes ALMOST as good coming up as it did going down.

Sounds like SOMEONE hates FREEDOM.

(Exhales cigarette smoke from tracheotomy, slams Twisted Brown Trucker.)

I thought the show ultimately was a mixed bag (if an interesting one), but Sam’s speech at the end, standing up for the best ideals of what his role must represent, was solid. SO much more interesting than watching people punch each other, or throw pixels.

Not to be outdone, Jim Steinman’s body was carried through the city on a Chuck Berry Red Cadillac with chrome angel wings, escorted by a 100-person choir in spiked leather gear. It was then rocketed into the sun.