Episode Report Card Aaron: C+ | 1 USERS: A+ YOU GRADE IT Dead Man's Hand
By Aaron | Season 2 | Episode 7 | Aired on 04.13.2002
The DGDJ's funeral has wrapped the cemetery portion of its agenda, and we've now moved on to an undisclosed location where people are sitting shiva. That's supposed to be done at the home of the deceased's family, but this is pretty clearly not the same house we saw in the opening scene. Of course, Jewish tradition also doesn't usually call for bad stand-up comedians to perform at these things, especially ones who use jokes like "I haven't gotten laid since September 11th -- 1985." Oy vey. For the record, however, I would like to note that said comedian also makes jokes about "blonde Jews," so I'm not the only one who notices these things. Over in a corner, Nate and the Hot Rabbi are still talking. "You know, there's one part I haven't told you," he says. "I'm engaged." "Oh" is her somewhat disappointed answer. "Well we couldn't go out anyway," she continues. "You're not Jewish." Heh. And that's usually my rule as well, although for Lauren, I'd be willing to make an exception. And also maybe for Sars, if she'll still have me after that sex joke I made back there. Nate seems mighty pleased with the idea that the Hot Rabbi was considering dating him, and he proceeds to chase her across the room while taunting her about it until she admits the real reason: "It's your whole -- illness thing. I have a bit of a Messiah complex. You know, saving the men." Nate offers to let himself be saved, but she replies that something like that would be his fiancée's job, and not hers. Which is why she's a bit surprised when Nate confesses that he hasn't even told her yet. They then get into an extended discussion about the meaning of the word "soulmate," and now it's a REALLY good thing that Sars is on vacation, because we certainly all know how she feels about that particular word. The Hot Rabbi finally declares that a "soulmate" is the person who makes you "grow the most," whether that growth feels good or not. Hmm. By that definition, about the only way Brenda could be considered Nate's soulmate is if by "growth," she's referring to chest hair.
Speaking of Brenda, we now cut to her cruising around town in her shiny red Volkswagen. Aww. I miss the Bad Backdrop Bronco. She pulls up to a traffic light, and some random guy in a truck pulls up beside her. They stare at each other for a moment, which can only mean one thing: dream sequence. We get an extended interlude with the two of them making out in the back of his truck, including a promise from the guy that he's going to "fuck [her] harder than [she's] ever been fucked in her life." I will, however, give bonus points for the clever use of the truck's horn to jerk us out of the sequence. Noticing that the light has changed, Brenda floors it and squeals away.