What if gay guys in NYC didn't talk and act like gay guys in NYC (which has about a 100 years of gay culture at this point) but INSTEAD talked and acted like straight frat-boys? What if a bunch of white and "off-white" Drake-looking guys openly used urban/gangsta cliché slang in NYC without getting their butts kicked by real urban street thugs? What if a hideously old, wrinkled, creepy Jewish man uses every Italian stereotype in the book, including a fake accent and a couple of Rosetta-stone language lessons and somehow thinks he can actually pass as a "hot Italian dude"? The answer is then, and only then, could we, the audience, actually suspend our disbelief enough to buy into this schlocky, poorly-written fantasy. To put this into context: this series makes "Hunting Season" look good. Enough said.