Last night was perhaps one of the greater nights of television I’ve experienced in a full decade. If you weren’t watching SMASH - I don’t know how you fill your what-the-fuck whaaat-THEY-DID-WHAAAAT? quota of television for the year.
I think I blacked-out due to uninhibited passion for a bit, but from what I remember I:
•SCREAMED at the television “PLEASE LET HER DIE SO THIS CAN ALL BE WORTH IT”
•”Just fucking KISS HER! SHE’S NAKED! IT’S EASY!”
•(leaps up from the couch, mimes throwing over the coffee table in protest)
SMASH is like LOST but with gay people. And kissing. (I know nothing about LOST)