In which all the team dork squad detectives learn the delightful pleasures of rohypnol, GHB and ketamine, and a fun time was had by pals.
Everyone goes on shitty dates. Buffy and fake principal Onyx Blackmon reveal secrets to each other. Also Spike killed Blackmon’s mom, who was once a slayer, way back in the swingin disco days.
That’s the shit I remembered without looking at wikipedia. Now let’s see what the free online ensucklopeepeeah has to say about episode Forteenbras.
Yeah not much else. I think that just about covers it. So while I have some space to fill and am still sufficiently caffeinated from this morning, I want to talk about another second tier network tv show that also stars an adorable, diminuative, blond, wisecracking, teenage mystery solver, Nervonica Marsh. I mean Veronica Mars.
This show came on right after Buffylo Bills went off the air, and it’s pretty clearly superior in just about every way. I’m only 1.5 episodes into Mars, but just by glancing at the list of songs used in the pilot makes it obvious. Buffandra’s song selection is reliably shitty. Beyond shit. It’s pure fucking ass. Meanwhile, allow me to just name a few of the artists featured in the first episode of Harmonica Bars: Air, The Dandy Warholds, Gandmaster Flash (specifically his classic track, White Lies), Death in Vegas, The Streets, Blue Oyster Cult’s Don’t Fear that Fuggin Reaper. And that’s just the awesome shit that I ken from my limited scope of dope musical acts.
Then there’s the fact that the show was created in written by Rob (not that one) Thomas. The guy who created Party Down, easily one of the best half hour comedies ever. If you have Netflix and you haven’t devoured the much too brief two seasons of that show (it’s less than 10 total hours for frig’s sake) then you basically hate having fun and don’t like being entertained.
But whatever, you do what you want with you life.
I could go on, but this is ostensibly a blog about the goings and cummings of the residents of Sanctumsanctorumdale, and not the Rob (Fuck Matchbox Fuckin Twenty) Thomas fanclub blog.
Let’s see what the fuck I remember from next episode!
Everyone goes on shitty dates. Buffy and fake principal Onyx Blackmon reveal secrets to each other. Also Spike killed Blackmon’s mom, who was once a slayer, way back in the swingin disco days.
That’s the shit I remembered without looking at wikipedia. Now let’s see what the free online ensucklopeepeeah has to say about episode Forteenbras.
Yeah not much else. I think that just about covers it. So while I have some space to fill and am still sufficiently caffeinated from this morning, I want to talk about another second tier network tv show that also stars an adorable, diminuative, blond, wisecracking, teenage mystery solver, Nervonica Marsh. I mean Veronica Mars.
This show came on right after Buffylo Bills went off the air, and it’s pretty clearly superior in just about every way. I’m only 1.5 episodes into Mars, but just by glancing at the list of songs used in the pilot makes it obvious. Buffandra’s song selection is reliably shitty. Beyond shit. It’s pure fucking ass. Meanwhile, allow me to just name a few of the artists featured in the first episode of Harmonica Bars: Air, The Dandy Warholds, Gandmaster Flash (specifically his classic track, White Lies), Death in Vegas, The Streets, Blue Oyster Cult’s Don’t Fear that Fuggin Reaper. And that’s just the awesome shit that I ken from my limited scope of dope musical acts.
Then there’s the fact that the show was created in written by Rob (not that one) Thomas. The guy who created Party Down, easily one of the best half hour comedies ever. If you have Netflix and you haven’t devoured the much too brief two seasons of that show (it’s less than 10 total hours for frig’s sake) then you basically hate having fun and don’t like being entertained.
But whatever, you do what you want with you life.
I could go on, but this is ostensibly a blog about the goings and cummings of the residents of Sanctumsanctorumdale, and not the Rob (Fuck Matchbox Fuckin Twenty) Thomas fanclub blog.
Let’s see what the fuck I remember from next episode!
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