It's Not Me, It's You, Prison Break
Prison Break, this is painful, but we have to end this thing. I know that sometimes one cannot control the direction that his network has decided to take, but my love for you (well, more like for Wentworth) just isn't enough this time. How you could just suck me in and make promises to me like you did? After all the time I'd invested in you and how I stuck up for you when people wanted to know how a "Prison Break" could be stretched into three seasons...what did I get for it? I'll tell you what I got! Sara's head in a box!!! And you know that if you hadn't killed her now, it would have been done later this season-- let's not fool ourselves. I thought I could forgive you when you killed off Tweener last year, but it still hurts. Bottom line is this, PB-- you should know that I had Tivo'ed your last two episodes, but I never watched them. And tonight, I finally had the strength to erase them.
You're dead to me, Prison Break. Forget you ever knew me.
(I don't know what's sicker-- the fact that I'm such a TV junkie or that I took the time to write this post).
2 comments:
Oh, you are a girl after my own heart! I, too, have the last THREE episodes of Prison Break recorded on my DVR, but, haven't had the gumption to watch them yet. I still want to believe that Sara is really alive and waiting somewhere for Michael. I live in a little dream world, where I am queen and tv is king; I'm afraid I'm a big tv junkie, too.
I'm loving the stamp and the new address book. Those are sure to sell!
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