Four frickin’ months of BB. Such a hard review to write, but it had to be done. No review ended up further from the script than this one. THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO COME OUT BEFORE CHRISTMAS! (Hence the Mary and Jesus joke) Damn food service job. But interestingly, my thoughts about Bob’s Burgers parallel my exact feelings about working food service– some days I love it and some days I hate it. I basically picked this review off from a dirty floor, washed it, dried it, re-seasoned it, and gave it to you on a plate, but what else could I do? Have a good evening, sirs, and enjoy what I worked so fucking hard to make for you.