Tami Taylor Is a Hot Mom
Oh my God, you guys, Friday Night Lights is so fucking good this season. It makes me tear up practically every week. What I love about this show is that it sees nothing wrong with giving characters what they want and making them happy. It does this without shame, without irony, without killing someone off immediately afterward. BECAUSE SOMETIMES THAT IS WHAT WE NEED, JOSS WHEDON, OKAY? SOMETIMES THAT IS WHAT WE FUCKING NEED. Friday Night Lights has plenty of angst and pain, but it balances them out with a healthy amount of joy and hope. It is a celebration of people and the relationships we share.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to decompress so I can watch Thursday night TV.
Okay, I'm back. I present to you highly analytical, extremely articulate, boundlessly enthusiastic six-word episode reviews.
My Name Is Earl: More Catalina in a bikini, please.
The Office: Pam Pam Pam Pam Pam Pam.
30 Rock: Jennifer Aniston has really nice legs.
Supernatural: I'd make out with that redhead.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to decompress so I can watch Thursday night TV.
Okay, I'm back. I present to you highly analytical, extremely articulate, boundlessly enthusiastic six-word episode reviews.
My Name Is Earl: More Catalina in a bikini, please.
The Office: Pam Pam Pam Pam Pam Pam.
30 Rock: Jennifer Aniston has really nice legs.
Supernatural: I'd make out with that redhead.