“Okay, we’re even. We’re even.”

69!

“Get out of here, Dad! We don’t want you! Go on, get... until tonight! Please come back tonight!”

Oof. You know it’s fucking dire when Perkins leaves the stray observations blank.

Watching Kenan try and fail as R. Kelly really made me wish Jay Pharoah was still on the show. I miss his uncanny impressions of black celebrities, and he would’ve easily knocked this one out of the park.

“I’m so sick of this attic!”

“What a miracle. Little baby growing in there. Gosh, can you believe it’s not just cum anymore?”

Is Julie Kavner on life support or something now? She’s sounding worse than ever.

“What did I get?”

Best episode of the season, hands down. I can’t think of a single sketch tonight where I didn’t get at least one good laugh in. Hader sticking around after the cold open for arguably the funniest game show skit in ages was just the cherry on top.

The way Madea was viciously tortured for two straight hours like Jesus in Mel Gibson’s Passion was a bit much, but hey, still a fitting end to the franchise.

“Google owns your DNA, you naive little bitch!”

“Debra, drink your wine.”

“Hey, cool jacket. I’m Téa Leoni. I’m Téa Leoni. Cool jacket. So sexy.”

That Ilana/Lincoln dinner date was so well-executed. While I’m not surprised about their breakup, the scene of them eating cake together on the floor was touching as hell.

Gretchen intentionally sabotaging her and Jimmy’s potentially lifelong couple friendship in a matter of seconds was one of the most casually disturbing things I’ve seen on this show, and that’s saying a lot. Aya Cash really doesn’t get enough credit for her phenomenal portrayal of depression.

“Gretchen, why so droopy?”

Homer drinking out of the neck of his decapitated future son as a cactus was a nice morbid gag, I’ll give ‘em that.

Melissa’s really milking that Gaga impression for all it’s worth, huh?

“You can call the ‘sticks’ sage smudging wands, and they’re gonna be over there in the corner, right next to the robin’s nest Caucasian headdresses.”