天下制覇

They’re not even hiding their disdain for China anymore.

Impressions:

Yeah, I was correct in my estimates of the end of last week’s episode. It had already begun its descent back into mindless nonsensical fetishism. Wasn’t this a school? Didn’t they used to go to classes and/or train? How do they all have time for this crap? Where are they getting all the money to pull this crap? I am also skeptical that any of them has any shame left at all after spending what seems like nearly every waking hour dressing up like prostitutes and rubbing their sexual organs on this sack of pudding.

I guess I’ll give the award for the best to Ceci. One part for snooker, one part for knowing how to handle the cue, one part for the unsubtle euphemisms of the (CGI!) balls in the corner pocket, one part for the goddamned disco ball. It’s hard to even say if the rest were actually trying to give him a happy birthday or just the exact same day as every single other. The saxophone player also needs to lay off. A cookie in the cleavage is just pathetic and hardly cause for that brand of nonsense. 

Next Episode:

A volleyball.