Wish List
I wish House gave me a physical.
I wish Grissom had taken a look at my body parts before he left.
I wish DS Murray subjected me to an invasive pat-down.
I wish Mc Dreamy lent me his hair piece.
I wish Dexter made me breakfast every morning just like in the credits.
I wish Horatio had his ass whooped by Hunter. And then Hunter accidentally stepped on his sunglasses of shame.
I wish Liz Lemon shared some of her wisdom about men.
I wish Fox hadn't decided they would be Better Off Ted.
I wish I could play with Sheldon in a ball pit.
I wish Mulder introduced me to his little green men.
I wish Sookeh and Behl would stop talking.
I wish Hank Moody was my Daddy.
I wish I solved cold cases like Lilly Rush. With music.
I wish Brenda Lee Johnson taught me manners. Like how to say 'Thank yewwwwwwww' properly.
I wish I had gone to Dillon High, Tx.
I wish Walter Bishop had taken me from a parallel universe.
I wish Sue taught me how to C things.
I wish I looked very Shane today.
I wish Mc Steamy dropped the shirt in every episode.
I wish Maw-Maw was my grandma.
I wish I was a pimp and my manwhore was Hung.
I wish Monica Geller had taught me how to use a vacuum cleaner.
I wish I wasn't so Lost all the time.
I wish I could make it all better by popping pills like Nurse Jackie.
I wish Rizzoli & Isles didn't sound like Mac & Cheese. Or Risotto & Rice.
I wish I was ugly like Betty.
I wish my nickname was Mush-Mush and I listened to jazz and watched old b&w movies. And my mom was a psycho.
I wish Nancy Botwin was my business professor.
I wish Paul Weston analyzed the shit out of me on his couch.
I wish I could stop watching TV.
But I can't.