But that leaves me with one last obnoxiously hyper-conscious question: Do I like "Pants" more because it’s written, acted and shot quite well and tells an engaging story? Or more because I get a narcissistic kick out of seeing an sensationalized version of the culture I live in—and maybe even parts my life—on-screen depicted with enough accuracy (the devil’s in the details, bro) that I feel like my life is important and legitimate and could totally be a sitcom? I dunno, probably a lot of both. Stoked for next week.One thing this show has going for it is one of the characters mentioned a restaurant she went to that serves only toast, which she was horrified at but as you know IS MY FUCKING DREAM!!!!!
Also, kudos for their cleverly using a bleep to cover cussing, which I also love.
As a con, in only 15 minutes the show has already broken the world record for sex scene with the bra left on. Even when covered by a sheet. I mean, camon already.
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