My TV Christmas List
TVline wants you to send them your TV Christmas Lists, so I did. and this was the result.
Dear Santa,
We need to talk. I've been a pretty good girl this year. I only killed a few flies, most of them I set free to get killed somewhere so that their blood was no on my hands. I listened to my mother when she was bitching about stupid shit (though I have to admit I was thinking about ANYTHING other than the words she was saying. And I got a Job. I was practically an angel.
Now, I know that you are not the TV god and I know that the BIG heads at NBC (or atleast the person who decided putting Community on hiatus would be a good idea) are getting nothing but coal for Christmas (Because you are a good Santa and they were VERY naughty). I think that you should use some of your Christmas Magic to whisper in their ears (to their subconcious) to kick Whitney to Cancelled land (I mean really, they knew it was going to tank so hard that they used the "sexy costume" gag in the first episode) and annouce that Community will be back early in the new year. Yes, you could point out that Community used the sexy costume gag, but it's halfway through the 3rd season and the only way to get Jeff to do anything is if there is a chance of puting his favorite apendage somewhere warm.
And if it's not too much to ask, could you please tell the writers of Bones to stop messing with my OTP? Bones and Booth would be a good couple; Brennan pointing out the obvious with no emotion while Booths goes and does whatever the heck he wants. I know that that is what they are trying to come across with but it's mostly just "Whine, whine, whine I'm a notoriously amazing FBI agent but I aparently make as much as a prepubescent babysitter" and "Booth, I was an orphan, I am going to be the best, most loving, coddling to the point of suffocation, mother a child could ask for. I will freak out more than the child about paper cuts and small bruises. I will watch our child while she sleeps because I don't anything to happen to her." It's weird and nothing like what I was hoping for when I accidentally smashed my head against the carpet covered cement floor in shock as they announced they really had copulated and they'd created a tiny human in her uterus.
Anyways, this normally-Scrooge like girl has been Christmas-ing it up, hoping she doesn't have to pull out the "Santa Baby" cliche to get what she really wants this Christmas.
Love,
Annie
PS. please help the efforts with tweeting the hashtag #sixseasonsandamovie.
Dear Santa,
We need to talk. I've been a pretty good girl this year. I only killed a few flies, most of them I set free to get killed somewhere so that their blood was no on my hands. I listened to my mother when she was bitching about stupid shit (though I have to admit I was thinking about ANYTHING other than the words she was saying. And I got a Job. I was practically an angel.
Now, I know that you are not the TV god and I know that the BIG heads at NBC (or atleast the person who decided putting Community on hiatus would be a good idea) are getting nothing but coal for Christmas (Because you are a good Santa and they were VERY naughty). I think that you should use some of your Christmas Magic to whisper in their ears (to their subconcious) to kick Whitney to Cancelled land (I mean really, they knew it was going to tank so hard that they used the "sexy costume" gag in the first episode) and annouce that Community will be back early in the new year. Yes, you could point out that Community used the sexy costume gag, but it's halfway through the 3rd season and the only way to get Jeff to do anything is if there is a chance of puting his favorite apendage somewhere warm.
And if it's not too much to ask, could you please tell the writers of Bones to stop messing with my OTP? Bones and Booth would be a good couple; Brennan pointing out the obvious with no emotion while Booths goes and does whatever the heck he wants. I know that that is what they are trying to come across with but it's mostly just "Whine, whine, whine I'm a notoriously amazing FBI agent but I aparently make as much as a prepubescent babysitter" and "Booth, I was an orphan, I am going to be the best, most loving, coddling to the point of suffocation, mother a child could ask for. I will freak out more than the child about paper cuts and small bruises. I will watch our child while she sleeps because I don't anything to happen to her." It's weird and nothing like what I was hoping for when I accidentally smashed my head against the carpet covered cement floor in shock as they announced they really had copulated and they'd created a tiny human in her uterus.
Anyways, this normally-Scrooge like girl has been Christmas-ing it up, hoping she doesn't have to pull out the "Santa Baby" cliche to get what she really wants this Christmas.
Love,
Annie
PS. please help the efforts with tweeting the hashtag #sixseasonsandamovie.