it's always sunny in philadelphia is no way an underground indie show but feels like it. feels too niche to be mainstream. too unpacked. so many little moments that worth a life in the eyes of a couple of dozens of queer people. love and hate's flirty blur, the narrative of not suffering alone but with the only family that accepts you, understanding that it is a curse to be this codependent but knowing it's the only thing worth seizing, homoeroticism lurking behind every single character's relationship with each other. how did this show survive till now. a beautiful cockroach smoking a cigarette in her ruin balcony watching the flames grow bigger