God, weren’t the Spin Doctors an awful band? Like, so bad. ’90s, I like to believe you can do no wrong, but they were just the worst. Like horrid little proto-hipsters. Feh. Lucky for us, this episode has nothing to do with them, and everything to do with McCarthyism. Yay! …wait. Continue reading
You guys, I got my shit together this week. I’ve made dinner three days in a row, I actually made my bed, and I’m doing this recap on Wednesday instead of Friday. Aren’t you proud of me? I am. Continue reading
Guys. I am old, and it sucks. I threw my back out on Monday, and here I am, four whole days later, just now able to sit and do this recap. But I’ll have to go back to my heating pad afterward. I am a sad panda this week, and you’re lucky you can’t see my house. Feel bad for the Mr. and the Mini, because I was totally lying down on the job.
But! Recaps you want, and recaps you shall have! Nothing is too painful for my Snowflake army! Continue reading
I know this one is late. I know I didn’t do one last week. I have no excuses: I’m just super lazy. My bad.
Anyway, we open with Nick and Schenke trying to convince a vice cop to jump to homicide, but Vice isn’t having it. Which is kind of a change: every Law & Order I’ve seen, Homicide’s right under Major Case Squad in the hierarchy, with vice coming in third, if at all. Oh, Canada. You also have the most wholesome-looking hookers I’ve ever seen. Continue reading
Oh, the puns, they burn!
Some blonde in a patent-leather trench walks into a club, finds Kenickie from Grease, and starts making out with him. She takes him home because she is obviously not lousy with virginity. He tells her they’re going to do “something new”, and she says, “After the video.” Oh, but no, this is better than the video. Of course, he doesn’t actually tell her what it is because consent is for suckers, and then he’s choking her. Because breath play is something you just spring on your partner. Continue reading
Snowflakes! Oh em gee, you guys, this has been the craziest month. So there was Christmas, and all that, and then I got the flu on the 26th, because I told the universe I couldn’t get sick before Christmas, and it took me at my word. Then New Year’s, and I started to feel better, but then I got a cold! I seriously feel like I’ve been in bed for a month. It’s awful.
But! Good news, everyone!
OK, let’s do this thing. Continue reading
First, you’re all:
Because there’s no way you’re getting sick. It’s just a little congestion.
So you go about your day, but then you get up the next morning, and: Continue reading