Hey there my Gasmastic friends, time for another episode of True Blood. Now the good thing about this being the third season of this show is that we all know why we watch it. For hot cable sex and cheap violence. Errr, I mean the interesting mysteries, and the timeless love story between Sookie and Bill. Oh, who the hell am I kidding? It’s for the hot sex and cheap violence, and this week, we’ve got oodles of both, so enough with the small talk and lets get to recapping!
I don’t know about you, but I always feel better when I start a recap with a little Lafayette
Our Episode starts right where the last one left off, with Sookie shooting at that werewolf in her house. This leads to some nicely done John Woo bullet time, where Eric watches the bullet traveling in super slow motion and dives in front of it. Why? It looks real cool. Well there’s that, but mainly Eric wants to question the werewolf, which is why he ends up getting shot by Sookie.
When the werewolf sees that Eric’s stomach has a gaping hole in it, he immediately changes back into human form so he can suck down V, like Eric was a giant margarita glass full of the stuff. Funny thing, am I the only one who’s noticed that the bigger the margarita glasses in a Mexican restaurant, the shittier the Chimichangas?
Anyway, Eric grabs the guys head, and goes with his standard “who are you working for” question. The werewolf says he wants a taste first, but Eric’s been down that road before, and that was with a hot naked chick, and this is a dude with bad tats and a Kentucky Waterfall, so it’s no deal. Well, until the werewolf just shoves his whole head into Eric’s tum-tum.
Eric eventually gets the dude off him, and this is when the werewolf decides to exit stage right. Too bad for the werewolf, Sookie shoots him in the leg, which now gives her a 100% rating for shooting everyone else in the room.
Eric pins the guy to the floor and asks him who he’s working for. The werewolf says Eric will just have to kill him, and seeing as Eric found that rune on the guy’s neck he doesn’t have a problem with this request. Eric chomps down on the guy, and then makes a crack about getting blood on Sookie’s rug, which I liked, but then why not? I liked it when Joe Pesci said pretty much the same line in Goodfellas. Anyway, now that the show has our attention, the opening credits come up.
When we come back form the credits, we check in over at the Closet King’s and things are just awesome. Well for us in the audience, for the people there, not so much. The Closet King has put out that fire that Bill set on Lorena last week, and she is now only smoldering. By the way, that’s not smoldering beauty, she actually still has smoke coming off her.
Oh, like this one needs a caption
Long Time Male Companion begins to pitch a serious fit, because the Closet King used some very old tapestry to put out Lorena, and it was a gift from some hoo-haw 300 years ago. Luckily for everyone involved, the Closet King is able to settle him down, by telling Long Time Male Companion that if that can’t get the tapestry fixed, they will just put some planters on the burnt parts, and everything will be good as new. Okay, am I now the only one who wants to go over to their house and flip over their sofa cushions? Please say yes, it will make when I snoop through their bathroom cabinets less creepy.
The Closet King then shoos everyone out of the room so he and Bill can have their 43rd little talk of the night. The Closet King points out that Bill is very committed to Sookie, but as long as she is a human, she will always be threatened, especially by people like the Closet King. This is a cool scene, because on the one hand, the Closet King is giving Bill what he thinks is good advice, to turn Sookie into a vampire, because as a human, Bill’s enemies will always be able to threaten her. The other hand that is only strongly implied, is that the Closet King will do something very bad to Sookie unless Bill starts playing ball. Bill gets a look on his face like somebody pooted in his blood gelato, and the Closet King tells him to sleep on the advice he gave him, and scene.
We cut back to Eric and Sookie. Eric is burying the now freshly deceased werewolf, while Sookie is going over a semi-clue she picked up with her on again off again mind reading. The werewolf was thinking something about Jackson right before he got the big chomp. Sookie thinks all they have to do is figure out which person named Jackson in the continental United States that the werewolf was thinking about, and presto! They’ll know who to go talk to.
Eric doesn’t point out that Sookie is having a bleached blond moment, but does tell her that the werewolf was from Jackson Mississippi. Eric then makes a crack about being surprised that Sookie couldn’t recognize the accent.
Sookie doesn’t care about the accent, because now that she has a clue, even one as half assed as this one, she’s up for a road trip to save her sweet baboo. She tells Eric not to try to talk her out of it, because her mind is made up, and she doesn’t care if it’s super dangerous. Of course then she promptly asks Eric, if he will sense if she’s in danger, and how long it will take him to come rescue her. So much for Grrrl power.
Eric eventually convinces Sookie to get some sleep and leave later that day, because if you rescue a vampire in the middle of the day, they burst into flames, which kind of defeats the whole purpose of a rescue. He then reminds her that he can’t come to Jackson just yet, because it will be more dramatic if shows up around the 5th or 6th episode. Sorry, I mean that he has serious responsibilities in Louisiana that he needs to take care of first. Then he makes a dramatic off camera exit and we move on to the next scene.
Hey, remember how Tara was so broken up over Eggs getting killed that she was ready to kill herself? Well she seems to be over that, because she and that creepy vampire she met at Merlotte’s are back at some cheap motel humping their brains out. Tara seems to be having a pretty good time, because her eyes roll completely back into her head, like a bunch of times, and she starts yelling “bite me! Bite Me!” As this is happening in sex with a vampire and not during a discussion over splitting a check with friends, we can assume that Tara really wants to get bit, and is not digging into her wallet because some jughead decided they needed three appetizers.
This throws the creepy vampire off his game because apparently he likes his din-din to be a little more resisting. Still, he and Tara go back to regular humping, and her eyes start rolling back into her noggin again.
We then head all the way over to Arkansas, where Sam stops by his newly discovered family’s house. Sam is still ticked because his creepy little brother Tommy almost got him turned into roadkill. Tommy being the annoying little butthead that he is, makes a crack about thinking Sam should be able to keep up with him. For crying out loud Sam, you’re an older brother. Give this little poop stain the noogie he’s so desperately begging for, and restore order in the universe.
Sam doesn’t want any part of this action because he decides to take his act on the road and head back to Bon Temps. I’m sure the fact he also just saw his dad sitting on the couch, drinking beer, and watching a poker tournament on TV wearing only his grungy BVD’s had nothing to do with it. Sam’s mom gets all boo-hooey, but Sam makes a beeline for the door, and getting at least one state line between himself and his blood kin AS-A-frigging-P.
Did you buy this guy a Father’s Day Card this year? No? It was a pretty awesome holliday, huh?
From that stop over with the Anti-Waltons, we head back to Bon Temps where Jason is telling Hoyt, that he has decided to become a cop. Jason tells Hoyt that he already knows all the skills you need to be a cop, and Hoyt being a good friend and roommate doesn’t point out that capture the flag isn’t on a criminal justice syllabus anywhere in the country. Not that it matters, because by this point Jason has worked up a full head of steam and asks Hoyt who he would rather have patrolling the streets, Jason or Andy? Once again, Hoyt doesn’t point out that that’s not really a choice, and besides it doesn’t matter because Jason exits stage left.
We head back to the no-tell motel, where Tara’s eye’s have rolled back down into the non-creepy position, and her new vampire buddy thinks it would be a great time to have a little pillow talk. The creepy vampire guy introduces himself as Franklin, and wants to get to know Tara, you know, starting with her name, and maybe to see if she is single, or maybe just got out of a relationship because her boyfriend got shot right after he confessed to being a serial killer. This hits a little too close to home for Tara, and she tells Franklin that those 64 orgasms were fun, but this was just a one shot deal, and then she literally runs out the door. Man, you know that wouldn’t have happened if Franklin had six pack abs.
We cut over to Fangtasia where Pam is, well south of the equator with that new dancer that Eric was boinking a couple of episodes back. That is until she gets a phone call from Jess. Pam’s about as excited as most people would be to get a phone call from somebody they don’t really like, while they are giving Evetta from Estonia an amateur gynecological exam. Jess is very quietly freaking out about her missing rotting trucker corpse. Pam immediately points out that Jess is upset because she doesn’t have a dead body under her house, and hangs up so Evetta call roll her eyes back up into her noggin.
The next day rolls around and Sam and Sookie are talking down at Merlotte’s. Not that Sookie is going to do any actual work. She’s just stopped by to catch up on current events and to let Sam know she’ll be going out of town, again. All I’m going to say about this, is that I’ve spent as much time being the Pope in the last six months as Sookie has being a waitress. Sam doesn’t have a problem with this, because Sookie is the main character on the show, and she needs to F off on a fairly regular basis to keep the main plot line for the season moving forward. Oh, and in this case there won’t be any errs, or sorrys, or whoops, because that’s exactly what is happening, whenever Sookie pulls this crap.
Anyway, after Sookie makes a mockery of the schedule yet again, she flits off before she has to do any of that actual work we were talking about earlier.
From that we head over to Casa de Jason y Hoyt, where Hoyt is quizzing Jason for the police officer test. So far Jason is doing awesome, and his answers are skip it, pass, next one, and in regards to the legal alcohol limit, “when you’re drunk?” If this was $100,000 Pyramid, Jason would be getting a home version of the game and a foot in his butt as we speak, but because it’s a civil service exam, he might just be on his way to acing it.
Hoyt decides this would be a good time to get advice about him and Jess. Well, maybe, but I’m not sure the guy with the blank stare is your best bet. Still, Hoyt is able to get some words of wisdom from Jason on relationships. Jason tells Hoyt, if Jess broke up with him, it just means she couldn’t deal with all the manly manliness that Hoyt was putting out, and that Hoyt should just go out and get a hotter girlfriend the next time. Um, okay Jason, and in Hoyt’s defense even he knows Jess is about as hot as Bon Temps gets.
Not that this matters to Jason. Jason explains that there are two types of people in the world. People without dreams, people with dreams who don’t do anything about them, and people with dreams who make them happen, and of those two types of people, Jason is the third kind. You know, for everyone else on this show, I have to think up jokes, for Jason and Andy, I just have to tell people what they say and do. I love these guys.
We then cut over to Arlene who’s stopped in with her baby doc and confirmed that she does indeed have one tiny bun in the oven. Arlene immediately starts giving herself a pep talk on how this is a good thing, and maybe a sign, because Terry is such a great guy, and maybe God wants them to get married. Maybe he does, but the doc then goes on to tell Arlene that the baby is about 10 weeks old, and Arlene is pretty sure she and Terry didn’t start humping at MaryAnn’s freaky orgies until a long time after that, so the daddy of this little peanut is now officially a mystery.
If you spring for cable, you don’t have to do stuff like this
We cut back to Merlotte’s where Tara is working. Well, she’s yelling at Terry, but next to Sookie, she looks like the frigging employee of the month. She gets a call from Mike the undertaker (who I am always going to think of as the guy who sodomized a pine tree in season 2). Mike just wants her to know that they are burying Eggs today, and wanted to know if Tara wants to come down and pay her last respects. Of course Tara wants to say goodbye to her former boyfriend and she immediately exits stage left.
Hmmm, this bar now has no waitresses, and no bartender. I see a new company slogan. “Welcome to Merlotte’s, how about nice iced tea? Well get it your f@#king self!” The tee-shirts are going to be awe-summm!
When Tara gets down to the cemetery, she finds out she’s the only one there, and wants to know who paid for Eggs’s burial. That’s when Sookie steps out from behind a tree, and tells Tara that she went into her piggy bank to pay for the coffin and service because she feels super bad about showing Eggs how he killed all those people for MaryAnn. Oh and she totes wants to be roommates with Tara again, even though she going out of town for the next couple of days, and Tara says yes, and this becomes the best dead boyfriend funeral evah!
I’m so going to miss Whatshisname
Oh right, crap. Tara and Sookie then bow their heads and get ready to hear the minister try to do a decent eulogy about a guy who did lots of stomach crunches and moonlit as a zombie serial killer for a deranged maenad.
As Tara and Sookie start listening politely, the camera pans back, and we see a big tombstone for a Thomas Compton who died back in the olden days, and FLASHBACK!
It’s 1868 and Bill has finally made it home after the war. Well and taking a three year break to get turned into a vampire by Lorena, but that doesn’t matter because Bill is home and everything is going to be great.
Only it isn’t, because Bill finds out that his son died of small pox just a couple of days before he showed up. That sucks, but not as much as when Bill’s wife notices that he’s room temperature, and crying blood because, well who wouldn’t cry when their son died, and you know, they just happened to be an unholy creature of the night. Bill’s wife has a well deserved freakout and shoots Bill with a shotgun (yay 2nd Amendment!). Of course, thanks to the miracle of CGI, that big hole in Bill’s shoulder heals right in front of her eyes, and she ends up getting borderline catatonic on us. This is right when Lorena shows up, and the flashback stops, because they are way more dramatic when you break them up for the 1st and 3rd acts.
Hey, speaking of dreams, Jason is having one where he’s taking his police officer test, and big surprise, Jason doesn’t know any of the answers. Of course, it doesn’t help Jason that the first page is in hieroglyphics. When Jason goes up to ask Bud about getting a new test, he finds out everyone has those CGI bullet holes that have freaked him out all season long, even though they look less like bullet holes and more like Bindi, but not to get too wrapped up over it, because Jason ends up not wearing any pants and being laughed at by everybody.
This is right when he gets woken up by Lafayette. Lafayette is about as cranky as most people are who have to wake up their boss during business hours. Not that it matters, because we hear Hoyt freaking out off camera, and the next thing you now, that rotting trucker corpse has turned up, and poor Hoyt is pitching a major fit because it is now minus its hands and head.
If there is anyone who can work an orange safety vest, it’s Lafayette
We cut from that interesting thing to Sookie trying to get that blood stain out of her rug. This is right when Sookie reads the mind of somebody sneaking up behind her and runs screaming into the house. Too bad the guy catches her. By the way, we’ve mentioned lately that Sookie’s mind reading is not only not a super power, but works about as often as Sookie, right? High-OH!! Thank you, you’re wonderful, and I’ll be here for the rest of the recap.
Not to worry, because Sookie isn’t in trouble because this werewolf turns out to be one Eric sent over to go to Mississippi with her. By the way, this would be a great time to mention that the werewolf is super hunky, so we can expect the writers to have him fall in love with Sookie in three, two, one, and now.
Okay, maybe he isn’t in love with her yet, but I don’t see the show’s producers walking a hunk of man flash like that in front of their star without at least a little serious flirting happening down the road.
We then skip over to Merlotte’s and oh the humanity! Sam’s family has shown up. Sam looks like he’s trying to pass a cinderblock, because even though he’s only maybe spent two hours with them, he just knows as a family they do better with at least a couple of hundred miles between them. Not that anyone in Sam’s family has noticed, because for them, owning a bar is like owning the Wonka Chocolate factory. Only with booze instead of chocolate. They proceed to fan out, and if Sam had any Ompa Loompas they’d be getting some deboozer machine fired up as we speak.
I thought they were in another state, why the hell aren’t they in another state??! Heyyyyyyy, Mom!
We cut back to the work crew, where all the cops have shown up to try to solve the case of the newest body that looked like it was killed by a supernatural creature. Kenya and Andy are telling Sheriff Bud about all the clues they’ve found, and want to know what he thinks. Sheriff Bud then announces he’s quiting.
It turns out Bud is sick and tired of a new dead body showing up every time they clear a murder, and he’s had enough a job that’s given him “gaps in his brain, and polyps in his ass.” I have no idea what that last part means, but if I had either of those, I’d quit too. Anyway, Bud peels off all his Sheriff gear, and stomps off, stage right.
We cut away from that to find out that Hunky Werewolf is named Alcide Herveaux, and he got stuck giving Sookie an escort to Mississippi because his dad borrowed some money from Eric. He gives Sookie the now standard warning that these vampires are super bad news, and she needs to be extra careful. This is just my opinion, but Hunky Were is in for a super fun trip.
Hey, we’ve gone 10 minutes without a flashback, and we are sliding into the third act, so, FLASHBACK! We head back to Bill, Lorena, and Bill’s wife, who is completely out of her tree at this point. Bill’s wife just wants Bill to kill her, because her life is completely in the toilet, and Lorena makes a little speech about how if vampires try to live with humans they love, they just end up filling their lives with pain and misery.
Lorena then gets Bill to glamor his wife so she won’t remember him coming for a visit, and he buries his son. As far as filling in the gaps in Bill’s history, it’s pretty good, but it’s not anywhere near as fun as Lorena getting set on fire.
We head back to the Closet King and he has gathered all his minions together for a little bit of well needed exposition. We find out the head werewolf, the unfortunately named Cooter, is saying that his best man that got sent down to kidnap Sookie has gone missing. Lorena says Eric must have put the kibosh on the missing werewolf, because he’s warm for Sookie’s form too. Well as warm as vampires get.
All this jaw flapping comes to an end when Bill wanders into the scene, and tells the Closet King that he is now officially on Team Mississippi. The Closet King thinks this is creat news, and tells the unfortunately named Cooter, that they can leave Sookie alone now. This news pisses Lorena off to no end, because she wanted to kill Sookie in front of Bill, and now it looks like she got set on fire for nothing. Well aside from our amusement, but she stomps out stage left, and it looks like Sookie is safe.
We go back to Merlotte’s where Jason is trying to have a little heart to heart with Tara, and tell her that he will always be there for her, because she is like a sister to him. Tara then proceeds to say it would have been great to have Jason around that night when Eggs got killed. Jason poops a brick when Tara says this, and goes out of his way to point out, that he wasn’t around that night, which is right when he sees Tara with one of those CGI bullet holes in her forehead. Jason then immediately exits stage right, even though Tara is looking at him like he is completely out of his tree.
We head from the ridiculous to the sublime, translation, Lafayette in a gold dressing gown coming out of his house. It turns out that Eric has stopped by in a super sweet looking sports car. Lafayette naturally slips into full on excuse mode because what with keeping Tara from killing herself, so she could wander off and boink the first vampire with an indeterminate Commonwealth accent who came along, poor old Lafayette didn’t have enough time to move that poop ton of V that Pam dropped off with him.
Not that it matters, because Eric tells Lafayette that Pam has been under a lot of stress lately, and she may have been taking it out on Lafayette, so Eric wants Lafayette to have THIS BRAND NEW CAR! Sorry for the all caps, but I watched a lot of Price Is Right as a kid and it left a mark. (Man, The Price Is Right, and Pyramid references? If I can work in Match Game, I’ll hit the 70′s game show trifecta for this recap).
God Bless Lafayette, because as soon as he hears this news, he is waiting for the other shoe to drop, and knows with Eric there has to be a catch. Only in this case there doesn’t seem to be one, because not only does Eric want Lafayette to have THIS BRAND NEW CAR!! but he tells Lafayette that as on the ball as Lafayette is, he can make some serious money selling V. Oh and that is serious new house money that Eric is talking about.
Lafayette tells Eric, he’s happy with his life. Eric says that’s too bad, and then stresses that Lafayette has a real future in the V selling business. Lafayette tells Eric that he will think about Eric’s offer, and Eric tells him not to think too long, and this is where I resist making a Jason joke…and fail miserably.
We cut from that over to Terry and Arlene who run into each other in the back room at Merlotte’s. Terry asks Arlene if she is breaking up with him, because she’s been acting so squirrelly lately. Arlene tries to tell Terry about all the stress she’s been under lately, and it slips out that she is preggers, and of course Terry thinks it has to be his, and Arlene, is like yeah, sure? And Terry thinks this is the greatest thing in the world, and why not, I mean what’s the worst that could happen? He could find out the baby isn’t his? Yeah well that is pretty bad. You know, you can be a real downer some times.
Speaking of downers, Sam is eventually forced to interact with his family. It turns out his dad, has decided this would be a great time to feed Butthead Tommy shots even though he’s only 19. Sam tries to be polite about it, but his dad has a blood alcohol level of “so you think you’re better then me,” and the only reason Sam doesn’t end up 86-ing his own flesh and blood is that his mom pulls the plug on their family reunion. She hustles Larry the Cable Guy’s poor relations out of the bar, and Sam tries to think back to a happier time, when he was all alone in the world and being hunted by a maenad that wanted to rip his heart out.
I don’t care if you did give me an extra chromosome, any more lip and you’re out of here!
We head over to Bill’s house where there is a knock at the door, and when Jess opens it, Franklin is there with a shopping bag. Jess is pretty miffed to have visitors, and surprised that even though Franklin is a vampire, he can just walk right in to Bill’s house without being invited. Franklin explains that vampires don’t need to be invited into other vampires’ homes, and asks Jess if she is missing anything. Jess says no, and seeking as she hasn’t been actively looking for that trucker’s corpse, it’s almost the truth.
This is right when Franklin pulls the dead trucker’s head out of the shopping bag, and tells Jess that seeing as he did her a favor and found this missing head, she is going to do him a favor and tell him everything she knows about Bill.
And if you bring me a glass of water, I’ll drink it, while he sings Who let the Dogs Out
Hey, speaking of Bill, Sookie and her hunky werewolf escort have arrived in Mississippi and she can start with her serious detecting. Of course this is Sookie we are talking about, so her idea of serious detecting involves dressing up in a little white dress, going to some badass werewolf bar, and acting like a complete ho bag. Sookie manages to get with one of the bad werewolves, and reads his mind to see he was one of the werewolves who kidnapped Bill, so that kind of works.
Because we all remember the way Sherlock Holmes used to dress up as a slut… oh wait, he didn’t
The only thing is, the werewolf is all set to make with the serious back room sex, and this isn’t part of Sookie’s plan. Actually, as we just saw, Sookie didn’t have any plan, and the only reason she is the smart Stackhouse, is because the other one is Jason.
Not that this matters, because Hunky Werewolf shows up to save the day, or in this case, get his butt kicked pretty thoroughly by the bad werewolves. The big black bouncer werewolf with the baseball bat ends up saving the day, so yay for contrived plot twists!
The big black bouncer werewolf takes this time to tell Hunky Werewolf that his ex is marrying the unfortunately named Cooter, but that doesn’t have a whole lot to to do with tonight’s plot, so we’ll file that away for a later date.
We cut back to Bon Temp, where Tara hears a knock at her door, which is actually Sookie’s, but they are roomies again so we won’t sweat it. It turns out that Franklin has shown up at her door too. Well he was looking for Sookie, but thanks to Jess spilling the beans he now knows Tara’s name, and wants to come inside.
Tara points out that she doesn’t have good luck with letting people in Sookie’s house, so she is going to take a pass on this one. Normally this would be a good idea, but seeing as Franklin is maybe 5’7″ in cowboy boots, I think the odds of him making an eight foot tall statue of meat are a little slim. Not that it matters, because Franklin proceeds to glamor Tara, and the last we see of them in this scene, he is being invited in.Sure you can come in, and I totally believe it when you say you’re 5’10″
Meanwhile Sam is sleeping the contented sleep of somebody who’s low rent family is driving back to the great state of Arkansas. Well that is until an alarm goes off by his bed. The next we see of Sam, he is down at Merlotte’s with a big ass gun, and he can hear somebody rummaging around in his office. When Sam opens the door, a bird flies out the window, and he sees that his office has been moderately ransacked. He also finds Butthead Tommy’s clothes on the floor. So much for them being in Arkansas.
We finish the night by heading back to Mississippi, where Bill and Lorena are having a little talk. Lorena is telling Bill he needs to stop loving humans, and Bill tells her that he will never love her. This is right where Bill starts tearing Lorena’s clothes off, and throws her down on the bed. They start bonking, well sort of bonking, because Bill never takes his pants off, and then we get to the weird part of the night.
Bill starts twisting Lorena’s head while they are doing it, and he keeps twisting and twisting it, until she’s doing the full Linda Blair from the Exorcist. While Bill is humping away, and with her head facing in completely the wrong direction Lorena starts crying about how she still still loves Bill. Bill then stops humping her and jumps up and howls like an animal. The End.
This is what happens when you don’t have a safe word
Wow, they gave us 52 minutes of non-stop action this week, huh? A real good episode in my opinion, they kept the main plot lines moving and left us with some interesting questions as the series goes along.
Like what’s the deal with Arlene’s baby? Did Terry knock her up and they just remember it because of the poopeyes? (I know, doubtful, but I am too lazy to do the math as to when Terry and Arlene started making the sweet, sweet, love) Is the baby Arlene’s serial killing first finance’s? Or is it someone else’s that we don’t know about? You know this just goes to show why who’s the daddy always shows up as a plot line on soap opera; it’s way fun.
Why is Franklin so interested in Bill? Who sent him? Or does this guy have a beef with Bill that we don’t even know about yet? Regardless of what happens, he is keeping Tara’s streak of poor choices with men alive, and she is like Dimaggio when it comes to bad relationship choices.
What is up Eric giving Lafayette a new car? I she setting Lafayette up to be the fall guy for this V ring? I hope not, but Sookie is about the only person Eric does nice things for, and even then he’s usually working an angle. I don’t like where this is heading, but I do want to see what happens.
My favorite lines of the night:
“It’s not me, it’s you? If I had a nickel every time I heard that, I’d have fifteen cents!”
“If you hit him, you’ll totally be one of the family.”
“You chip a dessert plate around here, it’s like Armageddon.” Okay, this was my favorite, and that was just a pitch perfect comedic scene.
Well, what did you guys think of the episode?
Remember, no new episodes this week, so have an extra happy 4th of July.
Thanks for stopping by, and we’ll talk again soon