Why anyone would break up with Garfunkel and/or Oates (Riki Lindhome and Kate Micucci, respectively), is beyond me. Yet some messy boy or boys did and all G&O can do is clean, sing sadly, and put on an adorable play where cats dress up as everything from sponges to Molotov cocktails to DVD copies of The Last Boy Scout. At least, they have each other and their fans and all those crazy cats (except the one dressed up like an ashtray, she’s mine).
Garfunkel & Oates Are Sad and Tidy
