Dear Gods of Television,
Praise unto You for the gift of Daria, Seasons One through Five! As foretold in the ancient prophecies, Your generosity is boundless; yea, even unto providing a free downloadable player compatable with .rm files. Sing hallelujah also for this bounty of Torchwood, which brings us the wonder of John Barrowman getting it on with James Marsters; and verily, lest we seem ungrateful, your lowly acolytes must call further praise on the early arrival of Bones, Season Two, just as we anticipate the festive gift of Season Three, which has that episode where Bones and Booth totally kiss, which will be Awesome.
Thanks unto thee, Gods, for turning thy Universal Remote on those tireless Earthly avatars who, though they know it not, work tirelessly in Your service, be they family, friends, or the humble staff of Amazon and JB Hi Fi; for the DVDs, movies and soundtracks are Yours, now and forever, Amen.
ah yes. Praise thy DVR.
Indeed!
I seriously am so addicted to Bones right now. I rented the first season, and watched almost every episode twice in the space of two weeks because season two only came out over here today. I need a Goddam methadone patch or something.
Gotta say, I think the list of “Possibly related posts” is absolutely hilarious.
Lol. I know.
Barrowman’s in trouble – he apparently got naked on live… radio.
Er…
Does anyone have the vaguest idea why that’s bad?
Wait, how come Foz gets a picture and I’m a single perfect snowflake existing in 196,833 dimensions?
Not that I mind.
I have no problem with the nudity of John Barrowman, neither on live radio nor in principle.
And also, I get a picture because I’m Awesome. Although the snowflake is pretty.
(Actually, it’s just ‘coz I’m a wordpress person and opted to upload an image. But still!)
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