The Three Product-Placed Ross-Dress-For-Less Suit-Wearers Of The Apocalypse hang around Sloman's office -- "I'm sorry, would you like to have a seat" doesn't seem to be a part of this man's conversational repertoire -- listening to a bit of the usual. "I plan to put a bullet between the eyes of that abacus-toting employee of the month because you candy-asses can't seem to do it yourselves," he rants, apparently unaware that "technology" or "calculators" have been invented since the last time he was actually vaguely imposing or threatening in any way. The Three Product-Placed Ross-Dress-For-Less Suit-Wearers Of The Apocalypse vamp about how they understand that things have gotten out of control with Prufrock, but they want him to call off the killing. Regroup, rethink. Sloman remarks, "I'm beginning to question the wisdom of our business arrangement." But don't get him wrong: "I'm considering striking out on my own again." Thinking about considering maybe one day doing that. I thought he was the most evil, scary man of all time. Cold-blooded. Hot-headed. A man no man would mess with. Why is he entering into a dialogue with his underlings? I guess that's just how things are handled when your dark, evil overlord is played by Garry Marshall.
Episode Report CardDjb: B | 482 USERS: C+
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