Santa Clarita Diet - How Much Vomit?!

Loki bids adieu to the series because he can’t handle Joel being with Sheila…it was only reasonable to Loki that since Sheila was the only of his “kind” they should be together. The title, “How Much Vomit?!” derives from Joel and Sheila learning from Lisa and Officer Garcia (it’s obvious they are quite chummy) that Loki was missing but left quite a bit of vomit at the hotel he was staying. The maid offers them a notebook, an address leads them to a secret club where Loki is performing (yes, he’s a singer, the undead “release” that led to his “embracing life” complete with a CD!), and the three have a nice chat. Prior to finding Loki, Joel and Sheila “gear up” complete with protective vest (full of pockets for weaponry) and “tools of the trade of death”, preparing for quite a fight. They get that later when Loki breaks down Joel and Sheila’s front door (Joel is not particularly happy about that door) looking to bump off the former to have the latter to himself…quite the rationale! Meanwhile, Abby wants to get her dad’s motorcycle fixed by a chop shop crook plying his trade in a storage locker not far from Sheila’s dead body freezer storage locker, and Eric tags along. Sufficed to say, the chop shop mechanic takes their money for himself, pumps his arm with too much heroin, and dies on his storage locker floor! Not before taking apart Joel’s motorcycle to sell the parts! And this piece of work even wears a Pussy Magnet leather jacket! So it was only fair that Abby and Eric take his motorcycle for a ride! Abby wanted to prove to her parents she could take their “lifestyle” but when hoping to break down the chop shop mechanic for “food parts” she just couldn’t do it. Loki as this sunny singer with a new “lease on life”, all radiating with positivity, speaking into his recorder on the phone when a lyric popped into his head, is very amusing, a direct turnaround from the drug-dealing menace. In the previous episode, Sheila lost a toe, Loki had some feet (from very bad men in his “former life”), and Joel tries to reassure her they would try to find a way to help her with the “deterioration”. Sheila with the hanging eye out of her socket is quite a ridiculous visual…it’s always that kind of show, folks. 3/5