Y’all, this week’s case had Jim going to Gibsonton, FL (IT’S A REAL PLACE!) aka Circus Freak Central. At least, that’s what the dude on the tour thingy called it. Personally, I’d go the whole PC route and nickname the joint, “Place Where People with Unfortunate Genetic Oddities Live.” I mean, HELLO, you realize that you’re on a procedural show, right? We’re only two minutes in, meaning the killer is still running around Freaktown freely, so you might want to hop back into a two foot spot on that hopscotch path of dumb insults there buddy. Oh, and Pacey Witter wants his shirt back, k? Thanks.

Side note- Only Pacey Witter can pull off the Hawaiian shirt look. It’s a fact. Just Wikipedia that shit.

Side note to side note- Duke Nukem from Captain Planet can also pull off the Hawaiian shirt look. It helps bring out that jaundice look he has going for him and frames those rock hard abs perfectly.

Now that I’ve segued into a random topic, let me zip-a-dee-doo-dah back to the Glades. This week’s case dealt with Circus folk (or at least their descendants) and, of course, a murder of a human. FDLE doesn’t concern themselves with why Benny down the road is killing rollie pollies mercilessly with a magnifying glass, I guess. RUDE.  Anyway, the case was really an open and shut one, but the most suspenseful thing was definitely trying to figure out what normal person would want to procreate with the Mule Lady or Monkey Boy? I was SHOCKED that none of these descendants had to do TWO freaks as Mom and Dad/Grandma and Grandpa. Maybe they used a turkey baster. I don’t know. It hurts my head to think about. Also, I’m starting to wonder how good Jim is at his job. He ALWAYS tries to arrest at least three people before he finally gets his killer. Jim popping off early is fun for no one … and really creates a big mess of paperwork for you.

The real blood pumper of the episode is that the love triangle is heating UP! It’s kind of nice to see two girls go after a dude since I’m bombarded by shows where two dudes (if not more) think one girl’s milkshake is the greatest Klondike bar ever. What would you do for THAT Klondike bar? Samantha and Callie’s animosity towards each other is GREAT. I need more of that. Really, all I’m angling for is a good old bitch fight with hair pulling followed by beer and bonding where they become best friends. Jim can of course watch as long as he’s topless. What? The girls need incentive, duh.

My favorite part of this episode was when they apparently travelled to The Shire and visited the local and dead hobbit’s abode. Did anyone else flashback to the old Geico Tiny House “reality show” commercial? If not, I’m ashamed and demand you to check this out now! Also, TV execs who I know read this shit (they may or may not, I don’t know), you need to make Tiny House a reality. I NEED it in my life.

Ultimately, The Glades ended with the pretty, woodcarving girl being our murdering bastard. PROPS. Seriously, woodcarving is hard. I bet she could make a mean prison shiv. Totally someone whose bitch you’d want to be. The other major thing that happened was that Samantha told Jim she put in a transfer to a neighboring town’s police force. Bring on the drama! Seriously bring it. The Glades needs some spicing up and this creates the perfect opportunity.

So what did y’all think? Do circuses freak you out? Am I the only one still baffled about how all these descendents had at least one normal genetic donor? Do you like the love triangle story? Did you think the giant lady was the best bitch ever? Tell me your thoughts in the comment section! (PS- I know I’ve sucked at commenting back lately but I promise to do it this week)