7th Heaven: Camp and Caterwaulin' Camden Style
You owe me. All of you owe me. Big time. We're talking boxes of money, various organs, first-born children!
Mr Boots didn't go to class tonight so he had to bear witness to my pain. 3 minutes into the show, he turned to me and said 'I'm going to glare disapprovingly at you until this is over.' At one point he asked me to return my engagement ring.
Onto the recap....
1. Did SamVid really say 'All the sexes from Maine to Texas'? I wasn't sure because I was dry heaving.
2. In 25 years of marriage RevCam has yet to master laundry? W.T.F. Now we see where SamVid get their 'intelligence' from.
3. The Hag: Valentine's Day is not a national holiday. Banks are not closed, mail is delivered. The world does not revolve around your orange-lip-gloss-sporting @ss. Although that was a good shot at Cyborg when you called him on having piles of money! Hee! But aren't you breast-feeding? Shouldn't there be a baby attached to your shoulder?
4. Cyborg: Please don't sing, please don't sing, please don't sing! Oh great, now I have to jam a fork in my ears to erase the awful memory of that noise you call singing! And that cringe-inducing soft-shoe he did with his uniform... ewwwwww!
5. RevCam..shut up!
6. Annie, I have a question for you. Does menopause make every middle-aged woman into a shrill, poorly-socialized, harpie intent on destroying any happy relationship between her son and a woman he isn't somehow related to? Oh, that's exclusive to you? Sorry. Kudos on the creepy bible-thumping book number... oh and for calling your son a slut!
7. Ruthie is sporting those unholy boots again. And why is her singing voice that of a boozy, 40-year-old lounge singer? You know last week she showed a glimmer of normality, but this week she's taking a page out of Lucy's Book O' Crazy by placing unreasonable and imaginary demands on vaguely effeminate and wooden guys. Good for you.
8. Simon, I guess we know your type...skanky blondes suffering from a serious case of the fuglies.
9. Martin... oh forget it. He's never coming out of the closet. But I was disappointed with Hoe-y's stalker-esque tactics and a marked lack of Mac-lovin'!!
10. Someone please stop feeding SamVid lead-based paint chips!!
11. Whatever, this whole season is paving the way for season 10. Ruthie&Martin: The Edge of Appalachia.
I can't even begin to critique the songs, but Vincent (aka GreatLash Mascara) was shockingly not bad. RevCam was wussy at best. Annie....ew. And Cyborg....just make it stop! Make. It. Stop.
Mr Boots didn't go to class tonight so he had to bear witness to my pain. 3 minutes into the show, he turned to me and said 'I'm going to glare disapprovingly at you until this is over.' At one point he asked me to return my engagement ring.
Onto the recap....
1. Did SamVid really say 'All the sexes from Maine to Texas'? I wasn't sure because I was dry heaving.
2. In 25 years of marriage RevCam has yet to master laundry? W.T.F. Now we see where SamVid get their 'intelligence' from.
3. The Hag: Valentine's Day is not a national holiday. Banks are not closed, mail is delivered. The world does not revolve around your orange-lip-gloss-sporting @ss. Although that was a good shot at Cyborg when you called him on having piles of money! Hee! But aren't you breast-feeding? Shouldn't there be a baby attached to your shoulder?
4. Cyborg: Please don't sing, please don't sing, please don't sing! Oh great, now I have to jam a fork in my ears to erase the awful memory of that noise you call singing! And that cringe-inducing soft-shoe he did with his uniform... ewwwwww!
5. RevCam..shut up!
6. Annie, I have a question for you. Does menopause make every middle-aged woman into a shrill, poorly-socialized, harpie intent on destroying any happy relationship between her son and a woman he isn't somehow related to? Oh, that's exclusive to you? Sorry. Kudos on the creepy bible-thumping book number... oh and for calling your son a slut!
7. Ruthie is sporting those unholy boots again. And why is her singing voice that of a boozy, 40-year-old lounge singer? You know last week she showed a glimmer of normality, but this week she's taking a page out of Lucy's Book O' Crazy by placing unreasonable and imaginary demands on vaguely effeminate and wooden guys. Good for you.
8. Simon, I guess we know your type...skanky blondes suffering from a serious case of the fuglies.
9. Martin... oh forget it. He's never coming out of the closet. But I was disappointed with Hoe-y's stalker-esque tactics and a marked lack of Mac-lovin'!!
10. Someone please stop feeding SamVid lead-based paint chips!!
11. Whatever, this whole season is paving the way for season 10. Ruthie&Martin: The Edge of Appalachia.
I can't even begin to critique the songs, but Vincent (aka GreatLash Mascara) was shockingly not bad. RevCam was wussy at best. Annie....ew. And Cyborg....just make it stop! Make. It. Stop.