This one starts out great, but the tedium begins to settle in and stretch as the episode meanders on and on.
I am not sure what the author intended to do with this one, and I wonder whether she knows.
A honeymoon interrupted by monster kids turns out to be the most uninspired case of boredom ever.
This one is a solid four- or maybe five-oogie read until it leaves me high and dry at the end.
So, which gay stereotype would you like for tonight, sir? That jock, that hot professor, the pop star, the construction worker…