Episode 3.11 - Beat it Ryan Murphy. No, Seriously, Beat it

Michael Shmichael, what we REALLY want to argue about is the hot factor of Smash’s Jack Davenport (sans powdered wig). Or Sexting In Suburbia. Or Emily’s drunken karaoke party and what Erica might have sang. Or Kurt and Burt’s future rendition of Pimp My Ride. What we’re trying to say is that this wasn’t our favorite episode. But that doesn’t mean we didn’t find plenty to say about it, from the unintentional comedy of Quinn’s Yale acceptance to more fat jokes about Shane. But Blaine did look adorable in that eyepatch. It’s the little things that count. Send us your thoughts, be they hearty head nodding, disagreeing head shaking, or your opinion on the attractiveness of Commodore Norrington post-Commodore ranking to gleekast@gmail.com or come hang out on our forums over at palavr.com. Cause that’s what Michael would do, and um, that’s really all you need to know when doing anything ever.