It is Friday.
AND I AM STILL SQUEE-ING ABOUT THAT PSYCH FINALE, YOU GUISE.
YOU GUISE.
SRSLY.
SRSLY.
After five long seasons, WE WIN!
Team Jencer FTW! (I just made that up. You like? I also have Jawn [which I think is kind of lame] and SO'Hara. Tell me what you think.)
I was on the fence about the finale-ness of the episode (the episode itself was good, but for a Psych finale my expectations skyrocket) until that very last minute where she fucking PLANTS ONE ON HIM, SON! It was beyond epically epic. I loved Jule's face when she's listening to Shawn on the radio, bro. Aces. Fucking aces.
Also, this Declan guy? Love the name. Hate the dude. I hope he falls out of a helicopter and lands on a pile of rusty bayonettes, the bastard.
BURN NOTICE:
Okay, am I the only one who's really starting to FUCKING LOVE THIS SHOW? All these characters are fucking fantastic (except Jesse), the dialogue is hilarious (except Jesse), everyone blows shit up on a regular basis (except Jesse), and I love them all (except- YOU GUESSED IT, Jesse. I really fucking hate that guy). The finale was, as was expected, action-packed and omg-worthy. Needless to say, I hated every scene that Jesse was in, except for the one where Maddie was tearing him a new one in her own Maddie-like way. I love his mom.
Needed moar Fi plz.
And of course, the much-needed Burn Notice cliffhanger. Out of all the crazy-ass shit that has happened in the last forty-five seconds of BN finales, this was the crazy-ass shittiest of them all. WHAT WILL HAPPEN TO MIKE, YOU GUISE?
WHAT WILL THE SHOW BE CALLED?
MIKE CAN'T DIE AGAIN.
White Collar:
Words cannot express the depth of my love for this show. In fact, words can go fuck themselves. I LOVE THIS SHOW. Matt Bomer is the official love of my life, with Mozzie ridin' shotgun and Peter in the backseat holding an AK-47.
Wait, what?
Anyway, uber coolness commenced. Neal's Tarzan moment at the gala? I almost shit myself with amazement. Also I fucking hate Fowler. I don't care if he *SPOILER* killed Kate or not, he's a fucking loser and I want to chop off his dick.
No more Sonic dinners for me.
Also, MOZZIE.
MOZZIEEE.
MOZZIEEEEE.
MOZZZIIIIIIEEEEEEEEE
Royal Pains:
OMFG, AN ACTUAL CLIFFHANGER ON A MED SHOW? NO WAI.
WAI.
Pretty good, too. Looks like Papa Lawson was a good guy, after all. And a bad guy, too.
Wait, what?
Whatever. He's the Fonz.
DIVYAAAAAAAAAAA.
DON'T GO.
WHERE WILL THE SHOW GET IT'S BRITISH/SOUTH AFRICAN ACCENTS FROMMMMMMM.
YOU GUISE.
SRSLY.
SRSLY.
After five long seasons, WE WIN!
Team Jencer FTW! (I just made that up. You like? I also have Jawn [which I think is kind of lame] and SO'Hara. Tell me what you think.)
I was on the fence about the finale-ness of the episode (the episode itself was good, but for a Psych finale my expectations skyrocket) until that very last minute where she fucking PLANTS ONE ON HIM, SON! It was beyond epically epic. I loved Jule's face when she's listening to Shawn on the radio, bro. Aces. Fucking aces.
Also, this Declan guy? Love the name. Hate the dude. I hope he falls out of a helicopter and lands on a pile of rusty bayonettes, the bastard.
BURN NOTICE:
Okay, am I the only one who's really starting to FUCKING LOVE THIS SHOW? All these characters are fucking fantastic (except Jesse), the dialogue is hilarious (except Jesse), everyone blows shit up on a regular basis (except Jesse), and I love them all (except- YOU GUESSED IT, Jesse. I really fucking hate that guy). The finale was, as was expected, action-packed and omg-worthy. Needless to say, I hated every scene that Jesse was in, except for the one where Maddie was tearing him a new one in her own Maddie-like way. I love his mom.
Needed moar Fi plz.
And of course, the much-needed Burn Notice cliffhanger. Out of all the crazy-ass shit that has happened in the last forty-five seconds of BN finales, this was the crazy-ass shittiest of them all. WHAT WILL HAPPEN TO MIKE, YOU GUISE?
WHAT WILL THE SHOW BE CALLED?
MIKE CAN'T DIE AGAIN.
White Collar:
Words cannot express the depth of my love for this show. In fact, words can go fuck themselves. I LOVE THIS SHOW. Matt Bomer is the official love of my life, with Mozzie ridin' shotgun and Peter in the backseat holding an AK-47.
Wait, what?
Anyway, uber coolness commenced. Neal's Tarzan moment at the gala? I almost shit myself with amazement. Also I fucking hate Fowler. I don't care if he *SPOILER* killed Kate or not, he's a fucking loser and I want to chop off his dick.
No more Sonic dinners for me.
Also, MOZZIE.
MOZZIEEE.
MOZZIEEEEE.
MOZZZIIIIIIEEEEEEEEE
Royal Pains:
OMFG, AN ACTUAL CLIFFHANGER ON A MED SHOW? NO WAI.
WAI.
Pretty good, too. Looks like Papa Lawson was a good guy, after all. And a bad guy, too.
Wait, what?
Whatever. He's the Fonz.
DIVYAAAAAAAAAAA.
DON'T GO.
WHERE WILL THE SHOW GET IT'S BRITISH/SOUTH AFRICAN ACCENTS FROMMMMMMM.