It's Halloween. Time for little witches, ghouls, and goblins to darken your door. But this...this episode will darken your soul. IF... you got the guts.
Herded like animals. Forced to move. Removed to a place where they would not be seen. Would no longer be a problem.
Meat or veggies. Carnivore or vegetarian? There's no doubt which one they are.
What say we ALL celebrate Indigenous Peoples' Day. And he is just the one we need to help us honor "those who came first."
You probably know what you need. And maybe what you want. Careful! Don't get them confused.
Word search. Forget where you put you glasses. Car keys. We all get that. Pretty much normal. But then...
Have you noticed it? How all those spam calls are getting way more frequent. Well...want to know how to stop them?
Not everyone shared his arrogant opinion about his Big Balls. But he just ignored his mother's pleas to show some restraint.
Technology overload. Lost job. Domestic dysfunction. It got to be way too much.
Are you outta shape. Over weight? High blood pressure. Maybe it's time to get a handle on things.
What to get a woman for her birthday when she has everything. Or...when you just don't have a clue.
"War...whatever is it good for? Absolutely nuthin'." An iconic line from a great song. They resonate in today's episode...."absolutely nuthin'."
He was...well...challenged. That morning he reached out for a little help when he needed it most.
He loved the great outdoors. And more than anything about it...fishing. So many lakes...so many fish. Until there wasn't.
What's this? Make it up as they go? Improvise? How...how will that ever work??
Seven deadly sins. One stands out. And it plagued them everywhere they went.
After they went through hell together, it was only fitting that they'd make such a solemn oath to celebrate their survival.
Some relationships are meant to be. Enduring the test of time. Well...until...
He could kill a squirrel at 100 yards. What else might lie in his sights?
Such a sweet song. Evocative of by-gone days. Dreams slowly slipping away. Or...were they?