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Bored To Death, I know we live too far apart for this to develop past the sexual tension and occasional online sex escapades, but your return to my screen has left me wanting, panting, needing and sighing. You’re such a tease, and I love you for it. Snap, crackle & pop. If you continue to be this fantastic I’ll have to leave the rocky shores of Nowhere and venture past the oceanical barrier so you can put a ring on my finger and make me a woman.
"Robert" wrote:Bored To Death, I know we live too far apart for this to develop past the sexual tension and occasional online sex escapades, but your return to my screen has left me wanting, panting, needing and sighing. You’re such a tease, and I love you for it. Snap, crackle & pop. If you continue to be this fantastic I’ll have to leave the rocky shores of Nowhere and venture past the oceanical barrier so you can put a ring on my finger and make me a woman.
I think that has far surpassed any of my declarations of love towards fictional things.Bravo. Robert.
I never did start Fringe. And to think of it, I’ve abandoned a lot of the shows I earlier professed my love to. I think the 6ths song "Falling Out Of Love With You" should play right now as I sit back and think about them.
But one show, albeit an old one, that I am loving like a gorilla loves a banana, is Stella. Especially when one episode had Sam Rockwell playing Gary Meadows, a seedy fake mustache dealer.
Plus Sam Rockwell is just dangerous. I bet he sneaks into your house with the mail.
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