Weekly Wisdom: "Deliver the goods." Heh, that's funny at the end of the episode. This is so straightforward: you can talk the big talk, but if you don't deliver the goods, the talking doesn't mean anything. See, what that means to me is that Lee will not only be fired, but perhaps tossed under a literal bus.
Gold Rush comes into their conference room to plan. Please note that this situation, once more, is what Lee is "talking about." I miss Tarek, I really do. Independent of Lee's bullshit. Surprising indeed. Lee wants to be PM (no, I know! I was shocked too!) but this time it's not because Trump asked him expressly to pass on the memo to his team that he is supposed to be PM this week. Fucking pisher. No, this week it's because "this is what [he knows]: sports, colleges...if there was ever a task..." Oh, you mean like every week? Like how every single week except for The Hair Buggery Salon And Teahouse For Sensitive Boys, you were perfect for the job? He tells us that if he wins this task, he'll be 3 and 0. God, don't remind me. Michael and Sean, of course, have no thoughts in their weird little heads, and no forward inertia EVER, so they acquiesce. Well, Michael's got thoughts, you just can't render them on this keyboard. They mostly have to do with how many panels in the ceiling times how many steps from Trump Tower times the derivative of a complex equation involving a random assortment of numbers, symbols, and fragrances. "This is a tailgating party! Not a salon!" scoffs Lee, like he's ever been to a tailgate in his life. What would he do there? Yep! Man the keg. You got it right on the first guess. He's like a walking argument for why they shouldn't let little eighth graders go to college, even more compelling than the Highway To Heaven episode about that important subject, only even more hardcore, because it's not his age that's inappropriate for college, it's Lee that's inappropriate and embarrassing for his age.