I loved Fleabag, and we NEED one more season
So if you aren't up on the hottest series finding daylight after Game of Thrones' massive shadow has started to dissipate, it is Fleabag. Title not withstanding -apparently a half-cute, half-insulting nickname for writer-actor-director Phoebe Waller-Bridge- this show is everything you want from top shelf HBO minus the dragons and gratuitous nudity, except it is British and on Amazon. Now before you fire up your streaming gadgets, know this show is chock full of X-rated content but doesn't stoop to visualizing all naughty bits just too reel in the Bros. I mean the first scene in the show involves painful sodomy and strong cursing about said sodomy. The only reason I'm not describing it in further detail is I'm certain my pre-adolescent children will one day discover this website and I don't want them to learn the vulgarities and explicit details of intercourse from their parent's digital ghost. (Hi kids! I promise I'll stop using the word sodomy.)