Common Law

Because apparently it's not enough to have subtext. Or text. No, this gem from USA Network spoon feeds the gay to us with no work from us whatsoever. Meet Wes. Wes is neurotic, whiter than white, super smart, devoted to an ex wife who clearly figured out how gay he was long ago, enjoys jazz and has a mouth made for kissing. Meet Travis. Travis is that cool black kid that we wanted to be a checkerboard chick with.  He listens to cool music, has a wild back story (18 foster homes, super cool moms and brothers) and did I mention he fucks anything that moves? They are partners in the LAPD.

Now here's the deal: they don't get along very well. Well, every work partnership has its ups and downs, but apparently Wes pulled a gun on Travis at some point (want to see that flashback big time!) And so, do they reassign them? Fire them? Write them up? No, they send them to couples counselling.

Couples counselling.

Couples

See? No work involved here. If you don't get it by episode seven, when they're wearing each other's clothes and Travis can't keep his eyes off of Wes's denim clad bum (when he's not too busy dropping gay bombs like "You go, girl" at him), then you won't ever get it. Every episode is a couples workout, from performance anxiety to trust issues and communication. And then they throw in a ridiculously easy case to solve that is frankly just wallpaper for the budding romance to take place in front of *L*

Common Law, Friday's on USA--you know you want it!