Sure it's year end and we should all be doing something meaningful.... yet, here I sit editing some work in front the tube - House.
So this guy gets in an accident right, and it may be fatal, has a brain aneurysm (term, proof of too much House) or some such shenanigan - 30% attention. Now this girl he used to date, some 11, ELEVEN years ago shows up - but apparently they're on the Force together so somewhat still in touch - well Missy shows up with, "You have a son. I was pregnant when we broke up." I MEAN WHAT DA HECK!? REALLY? Now? You think he needs the added headache? :/ Then she saying oh, she know he didn't want to have kids blah blah... but please just say 'Hi' to him... WHAT DA HELL!? What shorta bloody jacked up logic is that??? The nerve of woman. PSH!
Now I HAVE to blog after this, cause really, can I end the year ranting on House. I Can.
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