Because of technical difficulties involving my DVR being an asshole, I didn't get to watch the show until late tonight, and am therefore live blogging it. Usually I go back through and add shit to my notes, but I don't have time for that tonight, so I apologize beforehand for how horrible this might turn out to be.
Candy Richards is back! She is my second-favorite recurring female guest star, after Dawn Budge. Now that Obama is in office, we're officially allowed to be as racist as we want, apparently, beause Stifler's mom is just spewing black stereotypes. She claims to be African American, and she wants a "big, round, fat Beyone ass" to be in her rap video. This will doubtless end fantastically. Sean tells her that she's being offensive. Candy/Coco/Stifler's mom shifts freely between the locutionary styles of Dale Gribble and Tracy Morgan as she demands reparations and fulfillment of her Destiny. Guess what the theme is. That's right: miscegenation.
They don't show Sean standing up in the previously on's, so if you missed that last week, too bad for you. Or maybe they figure that news of Sean's fake paralysis was just all over the blogosphere, if they use words like blogosphere, rendering any additional mention of it redundant.
Gene Shelly is a self-professed "horse person" and he looks like a lady. Not a pretty lady, but like a lady who raises horses on some plateau somewhere. He's going through manopause, with hot flashes and loss of muscle mass and other such signs of corporeal decomposition. Raj corrects me that it's called ANDROpause: "andro" meaning "man," and "pause" meaning "STFU Raj." Christian whines about his breast cancer and Gene Shelly is like "You guys suck at living. How are you going to fix me?" and Christian is like, "Listen, Mr. Shelly, even though I have boob cancer and Sean is pretending to be a cripple, we can make you look as burly on the outside as you feel on the inside." There has to be a TWSS joke in there somewhere.
I have friends like Agnes, Agatha, Jermaine, and Jack.