Woe is me and not for just one reason. I love this show and all its characters. I want to hang out with these wretched folks and partake in caring/not caring about each other. I want to be able to tell them off, live the California life and be in my early 30's. So my running to the TV on Wednesday nights has come to an end, for now. That would be woe number one.
Woe number two, Jimmy abandoning Gretchen on that hill-cliff place. Does he just drive around the corner for a bit of a cry? Was she wearing heels? Because walking home or getting down to the road for someone to pick her up will totally suck. Will they ever get over their mommy/daddy issues? And how long was he sitting on that ring?
I'ts nice to see Lindsay (the evil version of Betty Boop) actually loving the idea of growing up and it was also fun to watch Paul be mean to her or anyone FINALLY. The absolute worst couple of all, Vern and Becca, actually survive the season still together.
Let's face it, Dorothy and Edgar, made no sense. That being said, although I do enjoy all the story lines, my favorite episode was the one when Edgar loses it. The episode revolved completely around him, a rotten day in his rotten life and his serious PTSD problem. In those quick 30 minutes or less we got to see Desmin Borgess' talent. It was an impressionable half hour. Well written and well acted. Season 4, you're well awaited.
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