Four seasons in, and Workaholics is still going strong. "Strong" is, of course, a relative term here; the show is one of the least essential and overall dumbest things I've seen. But it's still something I watch, which says plenty about me, but also at least a little bit about Workaholics itself. The humor here is juvenile and disgusting and all, but it's a fairly consistently rewarding juvenile and disgusting humor. I don't know if this should be attributed to the editing, the production, the sound-mixing - truly, I don't know. But there's something about Workaholics that, after forty-three episodes, I still enjoy. Plenty of shows have aimed far higher and come up much shorter, I guess.
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