Surprised it took the show this long to tackle Amazon and its notorious grip over the marketplace, but it was damn sure worth the wait. Between the mall lying dormant as a ghost town full of zombie employees and Jeff Bezos’ depiction as some sort of all-knowing Star Trek-looking alien, the visuals alone put this…

Oh, I do appreciate it, especially from someone who apparently loves Kinja so much, they put it in their username like some shameless free promotion for the company. Your opinion means the fucking world to me.

Thank you for taking time out of your busy life to type out an unoriginal sarcastic remark.

“What about this coat rack? Is it beautiful?”

Well, that sure was a fucking waste of a Farnsworth cameo. Couldn’t even get Billy West to say a line or anything, huh?

Eh, I’d put this one somewhere in the mid-to-low B range. Not all that memorable sketch-wise, but Claire made for a damn fun host and it was nice seeing Kendrick Lamar pop in out of nowhere during Anderson .Paak’s set (which was fantastic, by the way).

You should get your Buddha Box checked, bro. Your anxiety’s showing.

That ending with PC, Strong and the babies taking advantage of the Buddha Box epidemic to act like a normal family hit just the right balance of sad and sweet. Even the use of that melancholy country song took me back to the amazing “Landslide” montage at the end of “You’re Getting Old,” albeit much less gut-punching.…

I really hope that agoraphobe lady becomes a recurring character, if only so we can gradually see her loosen up around the restaurant. That’d be a treat.

At least the writers had the courtesy not to shoutout The A.V. Club by name this time, ‘cause... yeah, Homer’s plot was definitely this site in a nutshell.

“I’m not leaving ‘til I find my butter tub.”

“I mean, coyotes have to eat too-OH, MY GOD! WHAT AM I SAYING?! GET THE HELL AWAY FROM DREW P. NECK, YOU SONS OF BITCHES!”

Kinda pissed they had to go and fix that chroma key goof at the end of the Space Thanksgiving sketch for the YouTube upload. The few seconds of Pete’s face floating in a pitch black background was pretty much the only thing that made me laugh tonight. Some fuck-ups are better left unfucked.

It was a cereal apology as far as him being right about global warming. All the other stuff about him being a self-righteous douche still holds up.

Kinda surprised by all the good reviews it’s getting. Every one of the trailers have made me cringe, especially with that shameless “Oh My Disney” scene where it’s basically the company jerking itself off to all its acquired properties.

“Satan has one son, but my sisters are legion, motherfucker.”

“I’m just saying that I wasn’t thinking about the future because your father was supposed to be nothing but dried-up crust on Gram-Gram’s titties.”

True. It’s the only cartoon I consistently hate-watch now that Family Guy’s become too much of a mind-numbing cesspool for me to give a shit about anymore.

“There’s the quilt thief! The quief!”

The whole time that “Russian mail-order bride” was on screen, I was waiting for the inevitable wedding scene where she’d reveal she was an American scam artist.