"If you have an ounce of common sense and one good friend, you don’t need an analyst.” — Joan Crawford.  Cole starts pre-gaming (6 shots) before JJ comes over to hang, leading him to be especially spicy today (apologies to sober sisters and those easily triggered).  JJ is a professional from way back—seriously, don’t order what he orders at a bar if you enjoy not blacking out before you get home.  They ponder disgusting questions of the world this narrator would rather not put into print, and would make Joan Crawford blow chunks.  Joan called Liz Taylor a “spoiled, indulgent blemish on public decency.”  Can you imagine what she’d call this show?  Naked, captivating, and winsome—Cole and JJ take an Advil before bed.