Linda: “…come to think of it…Bull’s relationship with me is like a dysfunctional marriage…”
Extra Saturday treat:
One of TB’s classic hatchet-faced female profiles!
Note from TFH: I’m handing over the helm of the good ship SoSF for a week to trusted first mate DavidO…I’m not going anywhere, my brain just needs a rest! I’ll be joinin’ you lubbers below decks as we sail the seas of snark!
The novelty of Cayla’s new look is short-lived (although it may have had its intended effect: note the public display of affection by Les in P2), and again, Les turns the discussion back to himself. Anyway, it’s nice to see the couple attending a sporting event in which their daughters are not participating. On the other hand, what the hell else is there to do on a Friday night in Westview?
Wait! There goes Owen! Yo! Owen! Come back here and tell us how miserable your summer was! Where’s Cody? Hey! Hey, where ya goin’? Owen? Get back here and give us something to talk about instead of this lame story arc!
Well, score one for Cayla. That is, until tomorrow, when Susan shows up in full Bo Derek mode. How long was Susan lurking outside the teacher’s lounge, anyway? Seems like anytime Les and Cayla are together at the school, she’s lurking ten feet away.
As some seniors whom we’ve never met don their caps ‘n’ gowns, the faculty partakes in some shady backstage dealings. As we witnessed awhile back, the closest thing to amusement in Westview is bitterly placing wagers to see who is the most miserable.
Cynthia Summers was unavailable, so the school had to scramble to line up Sigmund Freud as celebrity commencement speaker.
Son of Stuck Funky 
