Let’s face it, so do all of your comments.
Let’s face it, so do all of your comments.
No stray observations? Damn, Perkins means business.
“Free wifi is this generation’s free pens at the bank.”
Damn, this episode had more celebrity cameos in it than Stormy’s had in her.
Damn, I was wondering when new episodes would be back. Good thing the quality’s still as great as ever. Should be interesting to see where this whole Della arc goes.
A damn near accurate portrayal of middle/high school if I’ve ever seen one, even with that dark turn at the end. Especially got a kick out of the Filipino kid clarifying his race after Al called him Chinese. Really hope we can get one of these flashback episodes for Van next season.
Ray in that French accent calling Cheryl a “cow bitch” definitely made my night.
The FX CEO of Ass really pulled out all the stops tonight. Goddamn, are we lucky to have Aubrey Plaza on this show.
Never thought I’d find myself feeling good about Dewey, but it’s nice to see him work The Big Donut now. At least he’s more competent at that job than his old one... sort of.
It really feels like a blend of Clarence and Steven Universe, with a dash of Codename: Kids Next Door comedy-wise. Nice to see CN still giving us quality content when they’re not continuing to shove Teen Titans Go! down our throats.
Gail admitting her past (and probably current) love for coke just makes so much sense for her.
Jared’s look of pure horror watching Fiona, possibly his only chance at true love, get brutally dismantled was pure goddamn gold.
There are few things more batshit hilarious than Henry Winkler creepily blowing on a sleeping woman’s face. Damn, is this show lucky to have him!
“Fuck you, Robert.”
“I know what a dipstick is, Ron! When you’ve been called something enough times, you look it up!”
Better than the last few episodes, I guess. At least Cletus telling his kids that they’d be watching the characters from Cars commit suicide was a nicely fucked-up joke.
I had a feeling the episode would end up leading to Earn challenging that asshole Tracy to a fight, but that still didn’t make it any less harder to watch. That man just can’t catch a goddamn break.
I can already smell an Album of the Year nomination for this one. Janelle’s the real fucking deal!
“Good luck. Except for you, Fuchs. I hope you wind up as an entrée.”
Oh, shit. The infamous A.A. Dowd C+ grade for a Marvel movie is back. We’re fucked.