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The only thing keeping my Lost withdrawal from manifesting itself into a demon baby and beating my worst enemies to death (I’m looking at you, Meredith Grey. Fuck you and your boring emotional baggage) is Heroes. It’s like Lost. Except minus the good doctor’s God complex, Kate’s level five cockteasing, and the button in the hatch you have to push every 108 minutes or the world will explode (but not anymore because Locke didn't pushed it anymore and it went bye bye).
For a while, my Lost withdrawal was doing good. It was fine. Until about a couple weeks ago when it started transforming itself into something scary, something frightening, something like the look on Clay Aiken’s mom’s face when she realized what she gave birth to.
Lost couldn’t go away for three months. I still had questions! I still wanted answers! Like why is Juliet the sexiest baddest motherfucker on that island and how do I go about getting her island digits. She could tie me, chain me, Locke me up in an underwater aquarium and bring me cheeseburgers, play secret video messages, and cocktease me all night long. Mm. Mm. Mmm! Island done you good, girl. It done you good!
And all of that was ripped from underneath my feet because half of America doesn’t realize there’s 22 to 24 episodes of a show in a season and you can’t physically air a new one every week (stupids) so you complain and moan about it until execs decide its best to run episodes back to back with a thirteen week break in the middle. All you Meredith Grey's need to stop whining and suck it up.
Heroes is here to tide me over. I was wondering who would hire Ali Larter after she did that one thing about the plane crash white boy saw that tried to kill a bunch of people in ridiculously unnecessary complex designs. And then she did it again. It’s like, what? Somebody got past the fact that she acted in knee high feces and could see a potential ass kicking hottie little mommy. Her husband is pretty sweet too. So is the kid. Except his hairstyle could go back to the 1970’s if it wanted to.
Heroes has the multi-character cast (that they stole from Lost), the Asians who barely speak English (who they stole from Lost), the mega hot blonde chick (stolen from Lost) the troubled Arab (who they stole from Lost), a serialized plot (that they stole from Lost), strangers coming together to help one another in adversity (yep, Lost again). But it's okay, because Heroes is Clark Kent on crack at a party. Impressin' everybody.
Heroes is exactly like watching Lost with superpowers. Although they could stand to stop mentioning heroes within the show. We get it. We know you think you’re being clever writing the name of the show into the dialogue. Quit overdoing it. It’s not like the islanders need to say everyday that they’re lost. Anyway, I’ll watch you Heroes, because you are the wind beneath my wings. Or some bullshit.
For a while, my Lost withdrawal was doing good. It was fine. Until about a couple weeks ago when it started transforming itself into something scary, something frightening, something like the look on Clay Aiken’s mom’s face when she realized what she gave birth to.
Lost couldn’t go away for three months. I still had questions! I still wanted answers! Like why is Juliet the sexiest baddest motherfucker on that island and how do I go about getting her island digits. She could tie me, chain me, Locke me up in an underwater aquarium and bring me cheeseburgers, play secret video messages, and cocktease me all night long. Mm. Mm. Mmm! Island done you good, girl. It done you good!
And all of that was ripped from underneath my feet because half of America doesn’t realize there’s 22 to 24 episodes of a show in a season and you can’t physically air a new one every week (stupids) so you complain and moan about it until execs decide its best to run episodes back to back with a thirteen week break in the middle. All you Meredith Grey's need to stop whining and suck it up.
Heroes is here to tide me over. I was wondering who would hire Ali Larter after she did that one thing about the plane crash white boy saw that tried to kill a bunch of people in ridiculously unnecessary complex designs. And then she did it again. It’s like, what? Somebody got past the fact that she acted in knee high feces and could see a potential ass kicking hottie little mommy. Her husband is pretty sweet too. So is the kid. Except his hairstyle could go back to the 1970’s if it wanted to.
Heroes has the multi-character cast (that they stole from Lost), the Asians who barely speak English (who they stole from Lost), the mega hot blonde chick (stolen from Lost) the troubled Arab (who they stole from Lost), a serialized plot (that they stole from Lost), strangers coming together to help one another in adversity (yep, Lost again). But it's okay, because Heroes is Clark Kent on crack at a party. Impressin' everybody.
Heroes is exactly like watching Lost with superpowers. Although they could stand to stop mentioning heroes within the show. We get it. We know you think you’re being clever writing the name of the show into the dialogue. Quit overdoing it. It’s not like the islanders need to say everyday that they’re lost. Anyway, I’ll watch you Heroes, because you are the wind beneath my wings. Or some bullshit.