How lovable are these characters? Especially Randy, who once sacrificed his one shot at a touchdown in high school for his brother's bet, and his only real regret is that he never got lifted up by people. Darnell's so sweet, the old lady he tries to mug offers him a candy bar. Kenny, who's now out and proud thanks to Earl, is going out of his way to help them offering to be the Trojan Horse to infiltrate an impound lot, only instead of an army of Greeks in a big wooden horse it's a "Le Car stuffed with one tiny gay." Even Rosie the pawnshop owner/bookie has only Randy's best interests in mind. And of course there's Earl, who keeps adding as many former victims to his list as he's been subtracting. But tonight belongs to Joy, as far as we can tell the one character who has no redeeming qualities. Utterances like her deadpan "What, do you think cigarettes grow on trees?" are part of why my husband and I unconsciously start speaking in Southern accents every time we watch the show (well, that and the Skynyrd). Under that porn-star glamour she's a perfect cartoon villain, the way she keeps thinking she's one step ahead of everyone and yet keeps getting caught in dumb mistakes: having Earl's car towed but not knowing the money was in it; trying to get a legitimate loan but not realizing that her rented 1972 trailer doesn't work as collateral; stealing the guard rails to trade in as scrap metal, then driving into the ditch 'cause the guard rails were missing. She's like a bottle-blonde Yosemite Sam with acrylic nails. Anyway, I hope Earl finally listens to Catalina's astute remark "Where I come from, they have banks" so we can get on with the show.