After last week’s kick ass (literally) showdown between Tommy and his brother (Johnny, who has been sleeping with Tommy’s soon to be ex-wife Janet), you had to think that things were gonna slow down for our gang this week on Rescue Me. Well, you’d be right and wrong. Sure, no one’s head was put through a car window this week, but that doesn’t mean that it was an uneventful week over at Ladder 62. One of our boys became an official kept man and another was keeping a man all to himself. Sean took one step closer to either a) shitting himself around Tommy or b) telling him he was dating his sister. And poor Lou has begun to really threaten CrazyTaty for the title as least stable person on the show. So yeah, no one threw their ex-wife onto the hood of a car, but damn it, this was one hell of an hour of television. Oh and for those of you who are waiting for the inevitable gloat about my predictions for Probie last week – you’re right! I am going to gloat! Check out why after the jump!There he is, our buddy Lou, kicking off the hour with a little hangover vomiting in the firehouse bathroom. Incidentally this is how I start off most mornings at work, so I can’t really judge the big guy. The Capt. bumps into him doing the old rinse and run and tells him to take the day off. I’ve been catching up on seasons past of this show, and I’ve got to say that I love what they are doing Kenny/”Lou”‘s character. Well, not really cause I miss the lovable old bastard, but it takes some big ol’ balls to take one of the most endearing characters on your show and send him down a shit spiral. Lou says that he’s just coming down with something, but he’ll power through it. The Capt. also asks him about the loan they had talked about earlier. Lou tells him he ain’t got the dough, and Capt. starts to bitch about needing this money for his poor, Alzheimer’s stricken wife. As has become practice with Lou he decides to take the high road and flips out on his boss.
In the first of several awkward/hysterical encounters of the episode, Sean is walking into the firehouse, while Tommy is smoking a cigarette outside. The whole non-smoking thing is still going on in the firehouse, but I guess no one wants to mention it to Tommy, because, well, last week, he almost killed his own brother. I’d probably stay out of it too. Tommy asks Sean if he was “humping around” last night, and Sean, starts to stutter and stammer like a broken lawn sprinkler about only humping the one chick. Sean makes an ill advised segue into the Sopranos-style beating that Tommy gave his brother, and Tommy just explains that this is how things get settled in his family. They’re Irish. Sean attempts to bond over this fact, but Tommy cuts him off. His family is real Irish, not this new generation of weepy Irish. They don’t talk about their feelings, they find out who did what, and they beat the shit out of that person. While drinking a beer. And eating a potato. Ugh. I hate stereotypes.
At the Lovely Old Ladies motel, Susan Sarandon is doing her best impersonation of Susan Sarandon from Bull Durham, having just seduced Franco ALLLL. NIGHT. LOOOONG. Franco drops the bombshell that he has a daughter, and much to his chagrin, Susan isn’t horrified. She’s way to smart for that. She is 80 after all. She knew both the Roosevelts. She’s seen it all, buddy. She turns the tables on him, and says that she’d like to meet his daughter some time. Advantage: Susan.
Capt. Jerry is on a laundry date with Ellis Grey, who is a little sick of his distance from her lately, and reassures the Capt. that their “friendship” isn’t wrong. Sure his wife, Jeannie, has Alzheimer’s but Ellis herself has Alzheimer’s for the whole season on Grey’s Anatomy and you don’t see it ruining her social life. Capt. Jerry tells her it’s not his Alzheimer’s afflicted wife; it’s the fact that he has to go pay a visit to his brother-in-law, who hates him. What!?!?! Who could hate Capt. Jerry!?!?! Whatever the case, his wife keeps asking about her brother, Bud, and Capt. Jerry knows the guy has a right to know about his sister.
At some random dive bar, Tommy is meeting with Mrs. Turbody aka Mrs. Statutoryrapeody, to discuss the future of her relationship with his under aged nephew, Damien.
Sure at the beginning I thought, man this is hot. This 16 year old kid gets to bang his hot older teacher. Good for you man! High fives all around, brother! It’s not like the kid is 12. Yeah, its gross, but this is a TV show, I don’t have to justify my morals to the idiot box. Why not let this kid have his Pacey Witter moment? Oh wait, that’s right. It’s because she’s crazzzzy. As she and Tommy start discussing the details of her very “special relationship” with Damien, I start to squirm a little. I don’t know something about the way she says he got an A on his biology quiz, really makes me stop champion this relationship and start thinking about getting somebody from SVU over here to take this bitch out. Tommy tells her that she needs to end things with Damien, because Sheila is starting to get a little suspicious. And listen Mrs. Statutoryrapeody, you might have hung out with the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles from time to time but you are no match for Sheila.
SEEMS SOMEONE REALLY HAS LEARNED THE SECRET OF THE OOZE
Mrs. Statutoryrapeody agrees, but she’s going to need some help kicking her underage boy habit. And I guess, a fireman fantasy is just as good as a student/teacher fantasy when you’re a raging lunatic, so Tommy is going to have to fill the void (get it…) that losing Damien will cause.
Look it’s the Probie. Gay or straight, you got to love the Probie. So much about his character comes together for me in this one brief scene (I’ve also caught up on 90% of his misadventures over the past two seasons). He’s filling out the transfer request form as he is continuing his debate over whether to leave the firehouse after he has graduated from fireboy to fireman. But he’s a little confused. No, there aren’t any quadratic equations on the application! He’s calling his mom to ask her how old he is. He knows the year he was born in, but he has a December birthday, and then there was the year 2000 and a leap year, and things like that could get confusing after a while. I can totally understand. I thought I was 21 for three years. But I was high the whole time and in a Ukrainian prison camp… but that’s a story for another time. Probie’s just a little confused. Boy is he ever! And let’s just say that it’s not only over simple math. Wink. Wink. The Probie Gaywatch continues! DUN DUN DUN! His mom tells him his age, and it’s a good thing that he called, and filled out that application in pencil, because it seems that Probie was off by a year at least.
Over at Pedophilia Inn, Tommy is apparently no match for the youthful stamina of his 16 year old nephew. After Mrs. Statutoryrapeody pulls him onto the couch and grinds on top of him she demands that he say her name! He foolishly calls her Nell, but that’s not the name she wants to hear. It’s not April O’Neal either. He then calls her Mrs. Turbody (I guess Mrs. Statutoryrapeody would be a little hard to make sexy), and promptly busts his nut prematurely. Did this scene remind anyone else of American Pie?
JUST IN CASE ANYONE WAS INTERESTED IN WHAT DENIS LEARY’S “OH” FACE LOOKS LIKE
Franco is heading out of some swank club in the middle of the night, and about to head back home to his daughter, when he catches poor, drunken, misguided, swindled Lou, pissing on the sidewalk. Lou can piss wherever he wants! Luckily, he catches a cab, before Franco can say anything to him. Whether he pisses again in the cab, is unknown, but my vote is for yes.
Tommy is sitting next to a smoking (literally and figuratively – HAZAAH!) Mrs. Statutoryrapeody with his pants around his ankles making excuses. She’s so attractive. She’s so hot. He loves sexual deviants. She says it’s alright, but he’s going to have to go again. Damien could usually go 3 to 4 times in an hour, and if he’s going to fill in, he’s going to have to step his cock up a notch. You know what? There are a LOT of things I used to be able to do when I was 16 years old that I can’t do anymore. Tommy is scared, for his safety, for his dehydration and for his balls. If he’s going to keep going, he’s going to need a sandwich. And a Viagra. And a time machine to travel back to the mid-80′s when he was still a lean mean sperm making machine.
Never in all my years of television watching have I seen someone so willingly take their beating. I’m not a big fan of brother Johnny, but you know what, I respect him at least a little for not bad mouthing his attacker/brother Tommy to his youngest daughter. I’m also really glad that the producers didn’t make him all patched up and fine. It really looks like John got his ass KICKED, and well, he did.
She creeps into the bedroom where Johnny is lying down beat to hell. He explains to her that the beat down had nothing to do with her, and that things between grown up brothers are hard. He also tells her that Tommy was very angry with him, and that if he had reacted differently to what he found out John would’ve thought there was something seriously wrong with him. Right. There’s NOTHING seriously wrong with him for beating you inches towards death because you are banging his wife. Well, now that I hear myself say it, maybe Tommy did have a point. Regardless, John wins major audience points for telling this poor little girl that her daddy still loves her and that all in all, he’s not such a bad guy. Whatever, I still think you’re a douchebag John.
Capt. Jerry takes that trip down to visit his wife’s estranged brother, Bud, at his work. Bud is obviously not glad to see Capt. Jerry, because he greets him with a hearty “piss off.” Capt. Lou tells Bud that Jeannie is sick with Alzheimer’s, and Bud couldn’t give two shits less. He says there is nothing he can do. Capt. Jerry seeing nothing but dollar signs in those cold, dead eyes of Bud’s, tells him about the rent hike at the home that he’s got Jeannie in, and that maybe they could split the cost. Bud cackles like a hyena, and suddenly a villainous mustache appears on his face just so he can twirl it mischievously, and tells Capt. Jerry that it isn’t his problem and to get out of his showroom. Capt. Jerry tries singing WE ARE FAMILY to satiate the evil Bud, but nothing can get through to him. Capt. Jerry, not one to take a beating lying down, hits Bud where he hurts the most: In the Escalade!
Tommy heads on over to visit Uncle Teddy at the spa, or prison, I can’t tell, because Teddy is loving it so much in there. Uncle Teddy had just spoken to Tommy’s father, and go the scoop on the beating that he gave his brother, a beating that was a vice grip and a plunger away from making it into the next Scorcese film. The other big news that Uncle Teddy heard was that Tommy is no closer to supplying the Gavins’ with a male heir. What is this the Ming Dynasty? Is there a secret Gavin fortune somewhere that I don’t know about? This is definitely the wrong reason to mourn Conner’s death. Uncle Teddy is worried that Tommy could die at any minute, and he should go to the sperm bank and put some of his boys on ice. As a matter of fact he should probably tip off Capt. Jerry and Lou on the extra cash they can make over at Sperm-o-Rama. Tommy hurriedly changes the subject to the MADD (Mothers Against Drunk Driving) protestors who could possibly get Uncle Teddy out of jail. Uncle Teddy thinks that is the worst idea he’s ever heard. Plugging a drunk driver that killed a kid is the best thing that happened to the clink since Martha started knitting ponchos. He’s like a celebrity. AND THE WOMEN! He’s getting marriage proposals left and right. The best one comes from this hot teacher named Nell Turbody? She’s into firemen, high school students and jailbirds. Weird. Last on Tommy’s agenda is his father. He’s pissing the bed a lot and forgetting stuff and walking around the house singing songs from The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas. He’s thinking about maybe putting him in a home. Well, Uncle Teddy does not like that idea one bit.
Franco and his Sugar Mama have taken his daughter Kayla out for lunch, and the waitress foolishly mistakes Franco and Susan Sarandon for her parents. Not, say her father and her grandmother? They’ve spent the day shopping and eating, and despite 2 husbands, Susan has no kids. She does however know how to spoil kids, like her nieces, nephews, Kayla and Franco. Kayla ends up with a bitchin’ tea set and Franco got a brand new watch that probably cost more than my grad school tuition. Franco’s a little pisst off because he wanted the new Xbox, but after some coaxing from his daughther he takes the watch. Ugh, I need a sugar mama.
Sean and Tommy: Awkward run-in number two. Sean is putting money in the kitty for having another smoke (boy is he going to feel stupid when he realizes he’s the only one still doing that), and Tommy kind of sneaks up on him. Tommy hypothesizes that it could be the stress that’s causing Sean to smoke so much, but Sean says there’s nothing for him to be stressed about. Nervous laughter.
Franco gets into the firehouse and asks Lou how he’s doing, fishing for some kind of answer to the drunken, public urination he witnessed the other night. Lou, staying true to his current form, answers with some dickheadish response.
Probie is lurking outside of Capt. Jerry’s office with his transfer request filled out correctly with what he’s sure is his actual age. Probie is debating about putting it in the Capt.’s, umm, slot, when the Capt. opens the door. Capt. Jerry is still a little stressed out by his meeting with Bud so he kind of snaps at Probie and without realizes it, has momentarily scared Probie out of putting in the transfer.
In the locker room Franco comes in and asks Sean about his pissing habits. Sean’s mind is elsewhere because, you know, he doesn’t want Tommy to kill him. Franco says that Tommy’s been a barrel of laughs despite having nearly killed his brother recently, but Sean says the vibe between him and Tommy has been more murderous than brotherly lately. Franco drops the bombshell that perhaps Tommy knows about Sean and CrazyTaty. Sean thinks that is impossible, because he’s been so careful. Franco astutely warns Sean that being careful for him is like tempting fate for most people. NEWSFLASH Sean: You’re a moron. A lovable moron, but a moron none the less. Franco just thinks that Sean should come clean and take his beating/evisceration/mutilation like a man.
BUT I DON’T WANT TO DIE
Next thing you know, Tommy is in the firehouse living room watching an old movie, when Franco walks in. Tommy starts to talk about the bad situation that he’s gotten himself into, “pussy wise” but Franco can’t relate because the words “pussy” and “problem” don’t really go together for him. Franco instead goes on to express his concerns about Lou, and the aforementioned pissing incident as part of the previously stated season long shit spiral.
The conversation gets interrupted by a phone call from Mrs. Statutoryrapeody. She’s calling from prison on kiddie porn charges and needs bail money. Oh no, that’s probably next week. She’s just calling to thank him for the other night and to tell him that she’s broken it off with Damien, as per their deal. She might be a child molester but she stays true to her word, and for that you’ve got to respect her. She wants to see him tonight, but he makes an excuse up, and then comes clean about how wrong he thinks this whole thing is. And just when you think Tommy is going to do the right thing he takes that misbegotten left turn right back into Mrs. Statutoryrapeody’s web (and by web, I mean vagina). He’ll see her the day after tomorrow.
COUPLE OF THE YEAR!
After listening to Damien fight with someone on the phone before storming off to school, Sheila decides to “clean” his room. Clean she does. My God! The FBI could learn a thing or two about a room search from this woman. She tears the place apart and just when she’s giving up hope on finding anything incriminating about her son, she finds a baggie of pills hidden under his desk. SCORE! She should be promoted to Deputy Director in no time!
At the first most dysfunctional living situation on the show, Colleen is telling Janet that she’ll be spending the night at a friend’s house. Janet tells Colleen that she’ll have to ask her father, since it’s his night with the girls. Janet left a message on Tommy’s phone telling him to pick the girls up, and Colleen is a little surprised. Wait, dad’s not in jail for attempted murder? Or his brother? Who happens to be a cop? Janet isn’t crazy about the girls spending time with their father either, she’d rather them spend time with her, a morally bankrupt whore. Janet then starts playing the blame game. She doesn’t want to change their arrangements, because she doesn’t want to antagonize Tommy any more, especially after what he did. Colleen is still a Jesus freak so she knows what it looks like when someone is throwing stones. This time it just so happens that it’s her mother, not the Romans, and she’s living in a glass house, not carrying a cross. Colleen totally calls Janet out on the fact that she made the girls lie to their father for her. Janet tries to defend herself by saying that she didn’t think that Tommy was ready to hear the news that the guy who is currently plowing her field also happens to be his brother, and by Tommy’s reaction she’d say she’s right.
Capt. Jerry is rummaging around the firehouse kitchen and the Smoking Kitty catches his eye. Franco happens to pop in and the Capt. quickly puts the money away. Uh oh. Smells like trouble.
After Tommy is finished ignoring the message that Janet left him about the girls, Sheila pops in on the firehouse like a whirlwind of neurotic maternal fury. She shows Tommy the drugs she found, and Tommy quickly identifies the drugs as roofies and Viagra. Sheila doesn’t know what a roofie is, and Tommy explains to her its how his cousin got her into bed the first time all those years ago. Tommy tells her that Damien’s probably selling them, and not using them, so that’s probably a good thing. He’s not drugging and raping women, he’s facilitating others to drug and rape women.. There. Feel better? Sheila doesn’t feel better and she needs Tommy to talk to Damien about this. Why doesn’t she talk to him about it? Has she parented her child at all these past few years?
Thank God, CrazyTaty gets some screen time, as Sean calls her up and tells her that he thinks Tommy might no about the two of them. She says that’s crazy because if he knew Sean would be dead. She’s also at a bar and it’s only 10:00 am, so Sean should probably take everything she says with a grain of salt. But since he already confused the meaning of a catch-22 earlier in this episode I’ve got to imagine that expression would get lost on him as well.
Unfortunately for Sean, Tommy strolls into the room and Sean pretends he’s talking to the cable company and hangs up on CrazyTaty. Tommy then explains to Sean that lieing isn’t really his forte. Sean agrees, but then Tommy correctly guesses that Sean doesn’t know what forte is. This whole play on forte goes on for a little while, and it’s hysterical when Sean finally thinks he’s gotten the grasp of the concept. I also realize that Sean should break up with CrazyTaty and head to Albermarle, NC, and start dating Kellie Pickler.
Sean heads into the next room where the boys are fawning over the new watch that Franco got.
ON THE NEXT… SEX IN THE CITY
The guys start to make fun of Franco for being a boy toy, and Franco gets all defensive. He doesn’t trade sex for good like some “rapper-ho whore”. Lou asks about his old lady’s walker, and Franco storms off leaving Sean and Tommy at the table alone. You can cut the tension with a knife even though you know it’s fake because Tommy knows. I love watching Sean squirm.
A little later Janet comes into the firehouse yelling at Tommy. That message that he didn’t listen to from her telling him to pick up the girls from school almost led to an all-girl Jesus freak sleepover. Yikes. Janet is pissed off. Tommy of course pays zero attention to her. It’s hysterically frustrating that she yells at him while he continues on with his chores as if she’s not even there. The guys come up to him one by one as if nothing was going on and all politely say hi to Janet, before asking Tommy whatever they need to. It’s the most brilliantly passive aggressive thing I’ve ever seen. You can see Janet lose it more and more as each word bounces off of Tommy, until finally he explains to her that her voice on his voicemail gets an automatic trip to deleteville – population: JANET. That’s it. If he can’t talk to her, he’ll have to talk to her lawyer. She’s going to go through with a big messy divorce and get everything. Ugh, I hate Janet. Sure, she lost a child. Sure, Tommy is a recovering alcoholic, who can’t always express himself. And FINE he did throw you on top of a car and almost kill your boyfriend. But, that’s just no reason to be rude.
I’ve got to say that the next scene is a little, umm, I don’t know weird. The fire call that interrupted Janet’s attack on Tommy at the firehouse, was to a car accident at the park. As Tommy and Lou are pulling a girl out of her car, Probie and Franco are trying to help the Handsome Cab Driver (Probie comments that he’s not so handsome anymore – Probie Gaywatch Alert – AMBER), who it seems has lost his horse. Sean however, has found the horse, and taken him back to the gang. It turns out that Sean has a way with wild beasts, which we already knew from his screen time with CrazyTaty. Sean, of course, can’t do anything right, so about 10 seconds after he saves the horse, he smacks its ass scaring the poor thing into oncoming traffic where it gets smashed by a city bus.
Sean is having a tough time with the death of the horse, and with his sudden realization that he can’t really function in society as a whole, when Franco and Tommy come into the firehouse. Franco starts busting Sean’s balls about his mystery girlfriend, and gets Sean into the uncomfortable position of discussing the incredible sex he has with Tommy’s sister. Once Sean can’t take it anymore so he excuses himself and we learn that Franco has joined Tommy’s Axis of Evil, in making Sean’s life a living hell.
This had to be my favorite scene of the whole episode, and it kind of made me feel bad for making fun of Probie these past few weeks. Lou is walking by one of the fire trucks and hears a noise form inside. He lifts the door open and what does her find? Probie, reading a book. But not just any book, he’s reading the Tao of Pooh. Lou his been about two steps away from a nervous breakdown for a good month already, and seeing Probie reading this book sends him over the edge. He first can’t stand the fact that Probie pronounces it TAY-O instead of T-OW, which I’m sad to say I would have as well. He then asks Probie how he could be seen in public buying such shit. Probie, God love him, starts to explain that by POOH they don’t mean the bear; the Taoists believe POOH to just be a pure form, plain and simple. Lou tells Probie to hand over the book because a firehouse is no place for sensitive souls. Probie reminds Lou that he used to write poetry. Oooh, wrong card Probie. This starts to ignite Lou. He tells Probie that the poetry cost him his wife, his house and a whole lot more. Probie won’t give over the book, because Lou can’t tell him to stop reading. Lou’s not telling him to stop reading, he’s telling him to stop filling his mind with bullshit. “You’re taking life lessons from a semi-retarded bear,” Lou says. He then tells Probie to feel lucky that he’s not “burdened with an overactive mind.” Whoa. Probie might not be the smartest guy in a room, even when the room is filled with only him and Sean, but he’s smart enough to know when someone is calling him dumb. Especially, after that same person told him to stick with cartoons and coloring books. Coloring books!?!?! Really? In one of my favorite lines of the night, Probie says: “I’m not stupid, you know. I’m just simple minded.” Probie can relate to POOH because the book says POOH is just an uncarved block, kind of like Probie. You’re going to want to hold on to that thought, loyal viewers, because I think that this is going to be a theme Rescue Me is going to dig deeper into this season with the Probester. Watching this scene, the rest of the episode and all of the Probie-gay hints that they drop makes so much more sense. Probie starts explaining the POOH in the book to Lou, saying that POOH is a simple guy, who just likes to chill in the woods, hang out with his friends and grab some honey. He doesn’t care about things he doesn’t understand or what people call him. He just wants happiness. Lou turns this around on him and deduces that this whole little “existential crisis” is because Probie will always be a “Probie” to these guys and that’s bumming him out. But this really hocks off Lou, because Probie has no idea about what real “problems are”. Like losing your whole life savings to a prostitute. HEY LOU! It’s not Probie’s fault you fell for the oldest trick in the book! At least you didn’t wake up in a tub full of ice without your kidneys. Again, a story for another time.
But Probie is still a young guy, and he’s just learning that no one is ever going to have all the answers. Life will be a lot easier if you stop trying to figure it all out. Lou’s had about enough of this and he starts attacking the Probie, to get that book from him. Probie is saved just in time as Tommy, opens the other side of the fire truck and Probie gets away.
Tommy wants to know what the hell is going on with Lou’s crossing over to the dark side. Lou, while an asshole, does kind of tell Tommy his business when he tries to help him. He tells Tommy that the last person he’d go to for help is someone who drank away his family. When Tommy says that they are all brothers and brothers don’t shake hands, brothers go to hug., Lou then tells Tommy that he’s seen the way Tommy treats his brother, and he’ll tough it out on his own, thank you very much. Oooh. Good one.
Franco heads over to Susan Sarandon’s and gives her back the watch, because it’s just too much. He says thank you and that he’ll call her. She replies with a confident, “I know.”
Meanwhile, Capt. Jerry is walking home, when he sees a “Help Wanted” sign in the window of a bar. He goes in and asks the kid owner for a job to pick up a few extra bucks. The two of them hit it off, because Capt. Jerry is wearing his FDNY hat (note to self: Get one of those), and next thing you know the Capt. will be moonlighting as a barkeep.
After reaming out the Probie for his new take on life, Lou sneaks over to a book store and grabs a copy of The Tao of Pooh. Just so we know that he’s still kind of a dick, he steals the book instead of buying himself a copy, like a man.
Tommy, next meets up with his nephew, and confronts him about the drugs. Damien says they were a left over stash from his days of selling, so everyone can just relax. But you see, Damien’s depressed. He’s been dumped by the best piece of middle aged ass this side of Susan Sarandon’s hotel. Tommy says to shake it off, but Damien says he loves her.
“I’M IN LOVE WITH STACY’S MOM”
And here it is ladies and gentleman, the proverbial money shot. We head over to Probie’s apartment and to be honest I didn’t know what was going to happen, except that it was going to be gay. It doesn’t help that Probie’s roommate looks like a Lumberjack from a Village People Cover band.
Probie’s had a rough day and the two of them are going to sit down, have a few beers and watch the game. You don’t get much more hetero than that. Well, I guess they could have sex with women. That’d be pretty straight. Things progress silently, and Probie just gently puts his head on Lumberjack’s shoulder, who does the same. And they sit there and watch the game. The end.
So where’s the gloat, you ask? Sure, I said last week, that I was pretty sure they were leading Probie down a gaypath. And here we are one week later and all signs point to Gayville for our favorite firefighter in training. But I think those geniuses over at Rescue Me are trying to pull the pink satin over our eyes. I mean, this is a TV show, and nothing is said or done on a TV show that doesn’t mean SOMETHING. So why did they go out of their way to express to us how simple Probie is? That all he wants is love and security and comfort. They could’ve shown us Probie leaning in for something OTHER than his roommates shoulder, but this scene was more Brokeback Mountain than Studs and Buds: Vol. 243. So is Probie gay? Or is he just looking for some comfort and he just so happened to find it in the arms of his big, burly roommate? As much as I looooove being right, I don’t know if this is as clear cut a case as I thought it was. What do you guys think? My gay predictions in last week recap led to some healthy discussion in the comments. So what did this week’s ending make you think?