Creepwatch: ensuring boners for future generations.

But I'm learning so much about today's modern families.

Just so long as there's an inter-racial sing-a-long as a way to propel character development in the locker room awaiting me there.

I have Zero Hatians for anymore voodoo movies.
I have Zero Gradations for anymore black and white movies.
I have Zero Populations for anymore one man show movies.
I have Zero Nascent(s) for anymore developing movies.
I have Zero Shunts for anymore trailers.

Well, that's what happens when you're only halfway into them.

I have Zero Crustaceans for any more Aquaman movies.
I have Zero Omniscience for any more Almighty Bruce movies.

So: no poetry, then.

That's right: with Juice being the rat, blame must fall upon him instead of Sutter's wife as the badass who punched a guy with no hands in the mouth, and was the more happier for it.

At the very least: more lube. Be a gentlemen.

Finally a chance for the following dialogue:

The review letter grade comes after criticisms made on the visual design of the show, and yet afterwards come a string of quotable quotes from the show's dialogue.

Seconding. Ward extracting the confession from Christian is what the viewer gets to see because it's the most important thing to him.

(Juice reveals the truth to Jax)
Jax: Thank you for telling me the truth. I promise it (Juice's death) will be quick.