Three weeks ago, Tracy Morgan hosted one of the best episodes of Saturday Night Live in years, a complete laugh riot with almost no sag (but lots of Larry David). It was a testament to the unique comedy alchemy that can happen when the right host meshes with the right cast and writers on live TV. But apparently, the universe was unbalanced by this unusually strong showing, and sought out stability by having Donald Trump host one of the worst episodes in years, an episode in which everything was off and everyone involved looked uncomfortable. The universe works in mysterious ways, but it isn't often this petty.

After all the nervous anticipation, the protests, and the bounties, the episode came and went with a giant thud. This wasn't just bad though—this was an instantly embarrassing misread across the board by the Powers That Be at SNL. Maybe Lorne Michaels begged Trump to host, or maybe some nameless NBC executive just got a big fat bonus for creating a media shitstorm that brought SNL its biggest ratings in three years—either way, the writers and actors hit a creative pothole.

It was a no-win situation for the cast in particular: either they could storm off in protest (like Nora Dunn did when Andrew Dice Clay hosted in 1990) and risk their jobs, or they had to work with an unapologetic racist (who nixed any potentially controversial sketch), and help him look cuddly and in-on-the-joke (the joke being his presidential aspirations and remarkable ability to cynically play to the worst qualities in his followers). Even if you zoom away from the hypocrisy of bringing Trump on a few months after NBC very publicly fired him for being racist, there was nary a laugh to be had in this episode; there was deadening silence from the audience during many sketches (none more silent than Ivanka Trump's cameo), and nothing even remotely satirical about the painful self-aware moments. By the final three post-Weekend Update sketches, you got the acute feeling the cast just wanted this to be over already.

Trump was comic toxicity that spread throughout the entire episode: even the few high points, including David, the Drake "Hotline Bling" parody and the usually reliable Porn Stars sketch, were infected by his comedy-deadening presence.

Worst of all, SNL and NBC reversed itself on Trump for 12 meager minutes of air time (for some comparison, Amy Schumer was on air for about 25 minutes, and Miley Cyrus was on air for around 21 minutes this season). Why they didn't compromise, letting Trump appear in one sketch (like Hillary Clinton a few weeks ago) and getting David to host (he did stick around to the end, and he has NEVER hosted), we'll never know.

Pretty, Pretty, Pretty Funny Guy Who Deserves Every Penny Of That $5,000 Bounty: Larry David was the best thing in the entire episode—he returned as Bernie Sanders in the cold open, having perfected his Bernie jowl impressions. It wasn't quite as laugh out loud funny as his first time as Bernie, but it was still funnier than anything that came afterwards. He also called Trump a racist on live TV—I don't care that it was (almost certainly) a staged moment that let Trump in on the joke (that wasn't really a joke). David still called him a racist to his face. Kudos to him. Hopefully he'll donate his $5,000 prize to Bernie.

Least Worst Sketch Of The Night: There was the aforementioned solid Democratic Debate cold open—in addition to David, Kate McKinnon continues to chisel her Clinton impression, and Leslie Jones deserves recognition for the best reaction shot. The "Hotline Bling" parody was probably the best regular sketch, although it is a very sad day when a Martin Short cameo is overshadowed by Trump's dad dancing. The 10-to-1 Porn Stars sketch was good, especially Bobby Moynihan as porn star Ronald McDonald McTrump, but it wasn't hilarious like usual— everyone just looked deflated and grateful the show was over.

Worst Sketch Of The Night: Well...everything else! All you need to know about the Monologue, besides David's interruption, was that Trump brought up Rosie O'Donnell with a "oh who, me?" smirk, as if everyone doesn't remember how horrifying his feud with her has been. We think the biggest laugh Trump got all night was his first appearance in Bar Band, which was just dragged into the mud by Trump's presence. Mr. Crocker, about a dad who records his own versions of hit songs, came and went. We barely remember it, and no one else will, since it isn't online due to song rights.

But Seriously, Here Are The Two Worst Sketches Of The Night That Make Us Embarrassed For Everyone Involved: With two abysmal, worst-of-the-season sketches, SNL proved that just because you have some self-awareness, doesn't mean you're self-conscious. Trump Tweets was a "clever" attempt at including Trump without needing to have him on air; maybe if Trump had actually tweeted out some of the insults, it would have had some edge to it. Instead, it was insulting to the audience.

The nadir of the episode was Melania for First Lady, a look into the future of the Trump presidency where everything was fan-tastic, racism was hilarious, and Omarosa was part of his cabinet. Remember the Guns sketch a few weeks ago? That was satire. This was hack comedy, and stands as one of the worst things I've ever seen on SNL.

Best Moment Of The Entire Night: The end of this episode wasn't only great because it meant we wouldn't have to suffer through any more Trump line readings. Thank god Larry stuck around for the super awkward ending. God bless him.

Nobody wanted to hug Trump, except his daughter.

Humanizing Moment Of The Night: On CNN this morning, Trump evaluated his and the show's performance with his usual humility: "It was really well-received... and probably got very good ratings." Despite his blustery positivity after the fact, at least one comedian in the audience last night saw a glimmer of humanity peak through his orange veneer:

Best Sketch Of 2012: This pre-recorded sketch had the unfortunate luck to be placed immediately after the stink bomb that was White House 2018, so it carried the stench of Trump's woebegone visage going in. It wasn't terrible, but it also was in no way as funny or clever as previous SNL Ladies videos (see: "Do It On My Twin Bed" or "Back Home Ballers"). But the most perplexing thing about this sketch was the decision to base it around M.I.A.'s "Bad Girls" video...from 2012.

The Three Questions Of The Week: Was it really worth it, SNL? Is there any chance Seth and Amy could come back for a "Really?!" skewering SNL for this shit? Can SNL at least make up for this by having Larry David (or Bill Murray) host the Christmas episode?

The Honorary Really? What The Hell Is Going On With Weekend Update? Award: The fact that both Leslie Jones and Drunk Uncle, one of my favorite recurring Moynihan characters, didn't pop tells you everything you need to know about Weekend Update. As for our anchors, Colin Jost was really sad about the Mets, and Michael Che got one really good joke in a Trump's expense, talking about his new book Crippled America: How To Make America Great Again: "Whenever rich, old, white guys start bringing up the good old days, my negro senses start tingling. I mean, after all those years of progress, Trump’s going to really go with, No, I think we had it right the first time."

Click through for all that shit, plus performances from Sia. Hopefully things will get back on track when Elizabeth Banks is host next week, with musical guest Disclosure.