Roys versus Globetrotters tv-movie, I'll be there.

Post-Logan Succession demonstrates the hazard of fulfilling a show's stated premise, it's why you never let the Minnow get off the island.

Logan looks as happy to make another pass at Living Plus as we are to be watching it.

We get it. they're empty suits. And now, they can barely quip.

Before this season was wondering which model of famous TV exit would claim Logan. Now I want all the kids to Henry fucking Blake.

Greg's on the "B" ark.

Kenny not in existential danger is the most insufferable version.

Notably lower energy without the patriarch. The decision to end the series at 4 looks smarter every week.

Half at best, Shiv! Half at best!

Greg? We can hear your inner monologue.

It's really warm and so I'm not smart enough for my usual quips. That said, these people suck.

Kenny's out-quipping Roman this week. Grief is good.

Would it, could it go away?
Would we, could we, find a way?

Don't tease us, Sledge.

I didn't have anything to say about the last episode except fucking finally the old man's ticker gave out. Shoulda just pushed him out of the plane in season 1 but whatever. Now we get to watch the Rabid Aftermath.

The pop-art set design and twee soundtrack are characters of their own, fuck.

Watching *But I'm a Cheerleader* in the first time since forever. It's a formative Lady Mondegreen movie. Still fuckin' slaps.

Oh squee! We're fighting over who gets to hold the fake teevee baby. Your rubber dolls is creepy, ya crazy slag.

Is the question "Why does Susie know what donkey balls smell like" or is it "Why don't I?"

Heading to Marvelous Mrs. Maisel - final season, first episode. How many dresses will I covet? I can never make good jokes about comedies, but I'm gonna fuckin' try #mondegreenstv #CoSoTV