Dear Bluths,
Annyong. How've you been? The other day, Joe and I were watching Veronica Mars (season three...no comment) and at one point, Veronica took a woman to the jail to pick up her boyfriend from the drunk tank. After some talky talk, the woman hugged her boyfriend and Sheriff Lamb yelled, "HEY. No touching!" I was all, "Arrested Development!" and Joe was all, "Coincidence!" but I chose to believe it was an AD shoutout and he can shut his facehole.
Maybe I was reaching (YEAH RIGHT). It's just because I miss your faces. I miss the chicken dance (cawcawcaw-CAW CAW). I miss the segway. I miss GOB's illusions (a trick is something a whore does for money...or candy). I miss Michael's disapproving looks. I miss Buster's hook (I'M A MONSTER).
I miss George Michael and Maebe and the love that dare not speak its name. I miss STEVE HOLT (!) and Ann Veal (her?) and her mayoneggs.
I miss Mrs. Featherbottom (who'd like a banger in the mouth?) and I could use some advice from Dr. Tobias Funke, Anal-rapist. I miss Bob Loblaw and his Law Blog.
I want Lucille to insult me. I'd consider it a great honor, actually. And then I'd like to commiserate with Lindsay and maybe we could go shopping with the Bluth Company credit card or something. And then we'd go visit George Sr. in jail and maybe Barry Zuckercorn would be there and we could all hang out and tell inappropriate jokes.
I miss it all, Bluths, why did you go away? I got very upset. Like, probably inappropriately upset but can you blame me? We had such good times. Sometimes I want to take a forget-me-now so it's like none of this ever happened. It'll be just like Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. Maybe we could hang out with Mark Ruffalo! And Frodo!
Anyway. I don't really want to forget. Then I wouldn't have any moments like the one below in my brain AND WHERE WOULD I BE THEN*?
I'll just hang out with the Always Sunny crew until your movie comes out.
PS: SPRING BREAK, WHOOOOOOO!
*Sacremende?
Annyong. How've you been? The other day, Joe and I were watching Veronica Mars (season three...no comment) and at one point, Veronica took a woman to the jail to pick up her boyfriend from the drunk tank. After some talky talk, the woman hugged her boyfriend and Sheriff Lamb yelled, "HEY. No touching!" I was all, "Arrested Development!" and Joe was all, "Coincidence!" but I chose to believe it was an AD shoutout and he can shut his facehole.
Maybe I was reaching (YEAH RIGHT). It's just because I miss your faces. I miss the chicken dance (cawcawcaw-CAW CAW). I miss the segway. I miss GOB's illusions (a trick is something a whore does for money...or candy). I miss Michael's disapproving looks. I miss Buster's hook (I'M A MONSTER).
I miss George Michael and Maebe and the love that dare not speak its name. I miss STEVE HOLT (!) and Ann Veal (her?) and her mayoneggs.
I miss Mrs. Featherbottom (who'd like a banger in the mouth?) and I could use some advice from Dr. Tobias Funke, Anal-rapist. I miss Bob Loblaw and his Law Blog.
I want Lucille to insult me. I'd consider it a great honor, actually. And then I'd like to commiserate with Lindsay and maybe we could go shopping with the Bluth Company credit card or something. And then we'd go visit George Sr. in jail and maybe Barry Zuckercorn would be there and we could all hang out and tell inappropriate jokes.
I miss it all, Bluths, why did you go away? I got very upset. Like, probably inappropriately upset but can you blame me? We had such good times. Sometimes I want to take a forget-me-now so it's like none of this ever happened. It'll be just like Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. Maybe we could hang out with Mark Ruffalo! And Frodo!
Anyway. I don't really want to forget. Then I wouldn't have any moments like the one below in my brain AND WHERE WOULD I BE THEN*?
I'll just hang out with the Always Sunny crew until your movie comes out.
PS: SPRING BREAK, WHOOOOOOO!
*Sacremende?
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8 comments:
Ooh, I love that clip.
Can you believe I still haven't seen every episode of Arrested Development? I think my priorities got out of line somehow.
why does every show i like get canceled? WAAAAAAAH.
Swoop me.
This is why television is evil. They create shows you love and then yank them off the air just for spite, leaving you grieving and lonely and powerless. It borders on abuse, I say. (Yes, creators of Sports Night, I'm talking to YOU.)
I only understood about 2/3 of those references because I only started season three last weekend.
P.S. I bet it was an AD reference. V-MARS is awesome like that.
I'm still sad about Sports Night. And absolutely DEVASTATED about Pushing Daisies. Yes, still.
Hahaahaha!
Well, no one's gonna top that.
God, what a great show.
Now I have to go dig up my Sports Night DVDs. (I have not watched all of Arrested Development, either... mostly because I know it ends, and I don't want to get there.)
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