Shout out The Incredible String Band.

Was always more of a 'Quest for Glory' man myself.

Seth Rollins and Adrian Neville did a helluva job getting me to buy into the impossible notion that Neville might score a pin. Good on them.

I have been more forgiving of this season, its stories and performances, than many other viewers seem to have been, but I would still have identified True Dick II as only decent overall. That, however, was an outstanding goddamn episode of goddamn television.

"I hate Woody Allen physically, I dislike that kind of man…I can hardly bear to talk to him. He has the Chaplin disease. That particular combination of arrogance and timidity sets my teeth on edge." - Orson Welles

First Cecil the Lion and now this. And also all the other terrible things that are ever ongoing. The World really bums me the fuck out. Be kind to one another. Be kind to the plant and animal kingdoms so much as you can, even if you're going to eat them.

Right. So, like, just steal their programs. You don't even need parents or friends to pull it off. No need to be so sour.

"Rusev vudriya! Rusev captcha!"

Yes indeed. I too marked hard for The Mack's SCSA homage. Solid production overall. Wish LaFergz or whoever would grace us with a wrap-up review. I hold out hope for maybe next week on that.

Rather unsportsmanlike behavior from Ms. Bliss. That treacherous pixie really gets my dander up.

I think that we can all now agree that BoJack Horseman is the best TV show that Aaron Paul has ever been associated with.

Whatever happened to all the heroes? All the Hulkpearoes? They watched their Silverdome burn.

Thank you, LaFergs. Thank you most of all.

I am thankful that the AV Club provides a forum for Wrasslin commentary that is neither sub-literate trolling nor 10,000 word screeds on 'Why I'm Rage Quitting WWE'.

Yup. Somewhere some sorry soul embodies the ultimate point on the wrong end of the suffering scale, and that individual alone deserves the world's undivided attention—all else is frivolity.

I have, at last, been fully vindicated. Vincent Adultman is indeed three children stacked in a trenchcoat. And, there is no goddamn *redacted* on *redacted*. Suck a dick, dumbshits!

Sure, and I think he'd be OK just being a cool dad, but it's still a sorrow to see his dream snuffed out too soon.

May he get well soon; not for the fans, but for himself. Truly hope for him that he is not done. In any event, all the happiness in the world to this dude. He seems like real decent folk.

"I had an attitude problem, but then I took a timeout and I thought about what I did."

Ah, same ol' BoJack. Absurd animal gags, stacked children in a trenchcoat, and harrowing emotional horrors. Program remains aces.