"Whoop There it Isn't": 4/25 recap

[Shazzer]

So we are finally freakin’ here. Yep. Did you think we’d make it? I didn’t. When I signed up for this ditty I was expecting a five episode show, maybe a six episode show…but not seven plus episode show. Holy crud. Yes, I said holy crud. I’m tired so all my little weirdisms are going to come spilling out in this recap. Deal. Embrace me. Love me. Touch my monkey. Please. Now touch it again. Aahhhh. *sigh*

Anyhow, so here we are. At the end. The finale. El finito. I actually feel a bit weird. Like, you know how you dream sometimes, and you’re actually in the dream and watching the dream at the same time? And you can’t believe that you’re making hot dogs for Saddam Hussein, in a K-mart, yet you’re oddly watching it from a distance thinking, “that makes so much political sense”? The hot dog represents the proletariats, and Saddam is taking a bite out of their souls, their “meat” in totalitarian glee. Well that’s how I feel. I mean, not like I’m the hot dog. Well sometimes I’m the hot dog. I don’t know. Anyhow, the point is, I have that samey kind of inside-the-dream feeling here. Like….I’m in the last episode…well not in it, as there is no Shazz streaking through the screen suddenly….darnit for you…because I am sooo the streaking type….but I felt like I lived there. *sniff* I feel like I knows ‘em all.

First off, let me break it down for ya: this episode is a whole lot of charlar. And if you don’t know what charlar means, and if you actually care if I use vocabulary correctly, let me just tell you, it means “to chat” in Spanish. And is this episode ever the charlarist mo fo’in episode in the series. Honestly, I don’t know that anything happened other than some random chit chat about nothing in particular. Fascinating if you're in it, but from the outside, it's a whole lotta "meh". For those in a hurry, here’s this episode in a nutshell: people grew, everyone’s sad to be goin’ back to the real world and everyone wishes they could stay in Hawaii. Oh, and some people fell in love. There ya go. You’re good to go. Enjoy your pizza!!

And we go to commercial.

Okay so now the longer version. Should we rifle through the first bits of conversation? I think so. You want to. I know you do. Damnit. So here it is. Just know that I might start drooling during this portion.

Okay, in the sophomore chickie's room, chit chat centers around whether or not Trevor’s asked Mandy-poo to prom. Of course he has. There ya go. Stacy has a date too, though, and makes Amanda guess. She rifles through every possible name before nailing it down. Lenny? No. Tre? No. TJ? No. Gabe? No. The stripper? No. Batman? No. Ron Howard, otherwise known as Opie? *Pause* No. It’s Chris. Yes, good old-french-fries-up-his-nose Chris. (I'd just like to add that every time I type Chris, my version of Word software wants to correct it to read: Christ. Bizarre.) He apparently asked her in a hilarious way the night before. I’m not sure if this hilarious way included the fries, but let’s all hope so, because that was GOLD! The two girls finish by rifling through a list of stag party goers which starts with Heather C. and Dan end then trails off instead to pictures of the beach. Goooood editing. So we don’t know who else is going stag.

Elsewhere, Gabe and Denise talk about how their original promtime goodness involved stagedness rather than each other, because they were too stubborn back in the day. Denise hopes the Rock caves and brings her hiney along on this ride. The Rock has no idea what to do…and we watch his head nearly explode in anticipation.

Lenny tells us he came to the reunion to get acceptance and to get some sweet candy love, and that he never went to prom in high school because he thought he’d stand against a wall with other nerds. But now the dude has changed so much, he might stand against the wall with these nerds. Well they're not nerds, but neither was Lenny back in the day. Actually, he’s asked a hot chick to the prom *flash to Heather footage* and has no idea what to expect, he’s just glad a girl will be seen with him in public. Clearly, the Lenster has never given himself enough credit in the past. Dude, you’re like Dorothy, you always had the magic, just click those heels!

John and Lou lou flirt about the prom, and she wants to know how he’d like her hair. Up or down? Up or down? He doesn’t care really, because he thinks she’s a hottie anyway. Side note: Johnny plays the guitar too! Sweet! Alas, no Hungry Like the Wolf this time. But anyhow, Lou Lou’s excited about the night because proms are fer girls, and dress-up is a heap o’ fun. Apparently even though they were sweeties in high school, they never got to go to prom together because Johnny was off in Arkansas wrestling pigs for money. Actually he was playing football. Which could be the same. I don’t know. Anyhow he wasn’t there, they didn’t go. Tonight is the big night where she’ll be telling him of her big, pulsating love for him, and she just hopes he pulsates it back at her. She’s worried he might not feel the same way. Fat chance, Lou. You’re the crack and Johnny’s the addict. He can’t get enough, and he proves it by telling us he’s got zero doubts about spending the rest of his life in Lou-love land.

Amanda and Trevor are kissing it up again in the pool while Trevor tells us again (is this the same footage from last week? Are they re-footaging us? I know that’s not a word, but I swear his head is tilted the exact same way it was the first time he said the following) that he would rank meeting Amanda right up there with a trip on the shuttle craft and becoming a real life mutant ninja turtle. Anyhow, it’s one of the greatest moments of his life, and a fairy tale, and now his focus is on how he can make her part of his future. Amanda tells us she wants to spend the rest of her life in ninja love with him.

Gabe pops into Denise’s bathroom and hoses her down with a garden hose. Actually he just asks her to prom, no hose. She gets giddy. He tells us that pride got the best of him back in the day, and asking her to this prom shows her that the past is the past. Gabe offers to pay for her dress and all the fixin’s and they kiss. Denise is nervous, but is jazzed about creating new memories.

All slapped up with a pretty stick

Peeps, I need you to hang onto your seats for awhile, okay? This segment of the show is spent flitting from two seconds on this person to two seconds on that person, kind of like we’re inside John Malkovich’s head, yet without the cleverness or interest, so you’ll just have to hang on and bear with me for the details, kay? Sound good? Here it be.

Laura wants to have an election for prom king and queen and all the peeps in the house end up stuffing a ballot box with their choosy choices. Who’s gonna win? Who knows, but Lou Lou has her fingers crossed!! Tre gets another narration moment when he says he doesn’t even remember Lenny going to a football game, but thinks the prom will be a big moment for him. Is this information important? No. But Tre has no role in this show…so let’s give him his two seconds of shine time.

Up next it’s tux fittin’ time for the man-folk. The men try things on, the sales girl flirts. You’re typical day at Gingiss. Sales lady tells everyone they look smokin’ hot, and Chris looks himself in the mirror and gives himself the double lounge singer guns ala James Bond, and we see a big target roll over his body and place him in silhouette. TJ decides to stick with the jeans look, and Dan says he’s unjazzed and has an attitude de crapola, because it’s yet another prom where he won’t be sizzlin’ it up with a date. The sales lady takes pictures, Lenny poses in the mirror, a fun day is had by all…yada yada yada. We’re done. Okay.

Back in reunion land, the girls are gettin’ girlie with big-ass rollers and make-up and giggliness. Lou’s jazzed because she hasn’t been to prom in ten years. Laura says it’s their opportunity to get together as grown-ups and put everything in the past. Jeralyn thinks everyone’s become a lot better and says that the old stereotypes are dead and gone and Stacy’s thrilled that the drama is over.

Side note: apparently the secret to kickin’ hair is big freakin’ rollers the size of donuts. Dangit. Must. Take. Notes. Do you remember my first recap? Of course you don’t. But the point: I referenced a kicky orange afro I sported in the tenth grade. It happened around prom time. Actually it happened about four months prior to prom…but the afro-like goodness just kept on keepin’ on, and prom was spent with my hair harnessed in a banana clip. You will never see pictures. They have been sealed. You wanna know what it looked like? Lemme tell ya what it looked like. Okay. Look at somebody next to you. Go ahead. A co-worker, a janitor, whatever. If it’s someone you don’t like…score! Now remove their head.....mentally. Now replace it with a giant orange slice that spans the width of their shoulders, peel-side down (or U side down, i.e. bumping the shoulders, the straight “edge” pointing skyward.) Okay, now replace the center with a human head. Kind of like a little seed. A little seed with a tiny face in the center. Theeeere ya go. Me. Tenth grade. Yeah. I know. HOT. *tsss* Just try and fend of the dudes. I was smackin’ them away like nobody’s business. Anyhow I came home. I cried. My brothers laughed. They are no longer with us.

I will now always use big rollers.

Back to prom time. Soon the women strut down the stairs in slow mo to some kind of crazy disco beat.

For your inner girlie:
Heather's dress: criss crossy black thingy with sideway slits
Laura: black dress with strap over one shoulder
Denise: long black sleeveless with black scarf over the neck
Amanda: black sleeveless
Stacy: red spaghetti strap, short dress
Jeralyn: black dress, kind of a wraparound with white piping
Jessica: black dress
Louann: dressed like the San Diego chicken. Ha! You weren’t paying attention! She’s actually in a blue floaty dress
Heather C: another strapless black dress

Next up, it’s time to hoard up the laydays. First up it’s Trevor, Lenny and Chris, who pull up to the resort anew as if they’d not just come from there. Trevor pops his head out the window and hollahs at the chickies, real fancy-like, “yo, girls!! Come ‘en git it!” and then dings a cowbell. Why a cowbell? Because as Christopher Walken said, we need more cowbell. Mandy pins a boutonniere on T-Rex and tells us she wants this yum-love to last forever. They embrace while T-rex tells us he’s never experienced this before. He doesn’t wanna be a playah anymore, and thinks this thing can last the rest of their lives.

Lenny hugs Heather and gives her a corsage (curse this show for making me look up how to spell boutonniere etc.) while the other chicks are looking on and screaming their little heads off for Lenny. Chris is goggling at Heather’s crissy-crossy dress and wants to know how many people it took to get her into it. She responds coyly that it might take ALL of them to get her out of it. *giggle* Everyone tells Lenny he looks like a rockstar. *ehh* <--buzzer sound yet again. Rock star? Uh…no. Lenny doesn't have blood shot eyes or a puffed-out alcohol-induced face. Ever see VH1's behind the music? Yeah. You do not want to look like a rock star. Did you see Def Leppard on there? Oh…dude…alcohol was not their friend. Puffed out faces, ratty blonde hair and blood shot eyes were displayed to us in hideous studio lighting…which is not how you showcase that kind of look. You need shadows. Or in their case…a pitch black screen with voices coming out of nowhere. Anyhow, close-ups are no bueno. After seeing the horrible aged effect of the Def Leppard peeps, anytime my friends and I saw someone that looked this haggard, we deemed it the Def Leppard Effect. Lenny is far from being smacked up with the DLE. If anything, he looked very much like he had the DCE, the Dick Clark effect, that of smooth-skinned baby-ness well into maturity.

Anyhow, Lenny’s proud of himself for asking a pretty girl out. I am too, because Lord knows it’s hard to date someone breathtakingly gorgeous. God bless Jennifer Anniston for landing Brad Pitt. The brave little trooper. She’s like….a freakin’ hero.

Next to arrive on the man parade are TJ, Gabe, and Johnny who stand outside their limo in military pose, real stiff (notthatkindofstiff) while their dates come out. Apparently somewhere in there TJ must have asked Laura because she gives him a kiss and yet I remember zero footage of a Laura/TJ couplehood. When did this happen? We have no idea. Lou Lou and Denise hug on Johnny and the Rock while Louann tells us that she’s in love with Johnny and needs to tell him what fer tonight. Johnny is squeezing a metaphorical rabbit foot and hopin’ he gets to love on Lou for life. Denise hopes Gabe gets to be the man he wants to be (which I’m not sure I understand…but whatever) and Gabe tells Denise she’s a hottie, and that tonight could be a turning point.

Whoop….there it isn’t

It’s prom time!! Time to partayyyy!! This time it’s at the gorgeous Turtle Bay Resort. All enter through some gauzy blue drapey things. I would have preferred firey hoops, but I guess this is pretty. Everyone says it’s time to cut loose and have a good time. Everyone dances, chows, and general merriment ensues amongst the inexplicable presence of women in mermaid costumes. Whatever.

Soon it’s time to dole out the awards for prom king and queen. Laura pops on stage to deliver the news. Who will it go to? Lou Lou looks happy and on the edge of her seat. Everyone else? Casual. Laura tells us that this year’s prom queen is a person she thinks is beautiful inside and out. “This year’s prom queen, forever may she reign is………………….Daniel!!!” Everyone freaks out and Tre tackles him as he heads to the stage, giggling and accepting his crown. He said he’s waited ten years for closure and acceptance, and now he’s got it. That’s a powerful little crown. *makes note to self to head to Burger King after work*

Now it’s time for prom king. Who will it be? Laura says this year’s dude taught her that outward appearances don’t matter, and it’s being true to your inner mini-me that matters. Who is it? It’s…………..Lenny!!! Everyone screams and cheers and freaks out, everyone that is, except for Louann, whose little blonde brow furrows at losin’ out. Lenny’s all smiley and excited, though, as he proudly receives his semi-grecian leaf looking crown. Oh, but we’re not done yet, Lenny-poo. Oh no. Laura says she’s got somethin’ else in store. Apparently her highlight on the whole trip was Lenny’s makeover, so she suddenly whips out this huge shadow box with Lenny’s lopped off tail swinging inside of it. I find it kind of freaky. Ever see hair art? Oh dudes, you do not need to. From the Victorian era. They used to take their hair and make things out of it, crowns, artwork, rope, miniature merry-go-rounds. Yeah. Odd. Anyhow, Laura’s art is shapeless. I think if you’re going that far, bring on a shape!! A gingerbread house!! An elf!! (Am I obsessed with elves? Kind of.) Tony the Tiger! The Sta-puft Marshmallow man!! But it’s a tail. Anyhow, Lenny’s jazzed he reached all his reunion goals and we get to see a giant montage of Lenny’s island time. Lenny thanks the crowd and he and Dan end up on stage giving everyone the circle/circle swish/swish parade wave.

Next up, Laura’s back up on stage, soliciting the peeps to get doowwwn. Why? Surprise band, peeps! It’s Tag Team playing their 1990 hit, “Whoop there it is!” Everyone freaks out……..except for Tag Team. I imagine it’s a bit hard to keep it on the down low when they’re playin' for a bunch of peeps that don’t shake it on a regular basis. It’s weird to see them there. It’s like going to McDonald’s to see Joe Piscapo serve up French fries. (Which uh…could actually be true.) Or like watching Quiet Riot open up your 14-year-old nephew’s bar mitzvah with a rockin’ version of Hava Nagila. It’s just somehow….wrong.

Everybody shimmies it up and Lenny does the pop and lock. Boyfriend knows how to party. (Did I ever mention the story of how I was walking downtown dressed in a black skirt and black shirt and had some dude scream at me, “girlfriend in the black!!”: He was wearing a brown jumpsuit, and I always wondered if I had been interested, how I might respond. “Boyfriend in the brown!”) Anyhow, Lenny’s jazzed he’s got the hottest date and doesn’t care that there won’t be kissy-poo time later.

Next we get to watch the lovey-dovey couples dance, and we’re treated to a montage of feel-goodness. Mandy and Trevor pour out their love for each other and kiss-it-up tenderly while gettin’ grabby. I am in love with their love. *sigh* Denise and the Rock sway while Denise tells us she wants to live happily ever after. And Johnny finally tells Lou Lou he’s fallen in love with her, which feels so good that she knows there’s no other man meat for her.

Ice Ice Baby

The Rock realizes it’s time to crap or get off the pot. He lures a nervous Denise outside and asks her to walk with him. She has no idea what’s gonna go down as he leads her to this fancy schmancy empty building. A gazebo? I don’t know. It’s pretty. And white. And has columns and windows and is vacant of any hobos or errant mime troupes.

Gabe starts by telling her he was nervous and itchy like a bear cub when he first arrived on Fantasy Island. Tattoo creeped him out and Ricardo Montalban totally hosed up his fantasy in order to teach him some kind of moral lesson. Bastard. Okay, not really. Instead, he tells her he knows he put distance between them when he first arrived. I would like to say it was as if he drove a wedge, and/or “rock” between them. Ha! I know this, and the recap itself, is not terribly funny but it amuses me. So anyhow, he’s tried not getting caught up in the moment. Oh how he’s tried. But he’s been thinkin’, and even though he can’t guarantee results, he needs to follow his heart. With that, he whips out a promise ring and slides it onto Denise’s hand. Denise shakes like she’s comin’ down off a crack high. Not that I know what that’s like. But she’s jittery. He says it’s a symbol of his commitment to work hard. Will she put in the same effort when they get back to the mainland? Of course!! She weeps and squeals and they embrace. Awww. Dangit. Even I don’t hate this scene. I hope it works out for them.

(I’ll admit to being clueless. I did not see this coming. Did. Not. Yeah, even with the pretty gazebo I still had Lou’s soon-to-be-ex making a surprise proposal appearance. Or someone Dan knows.)

The happy couple soon return to the dance fest and Denise flashes her bling. Louann immediately pounces and squeals. Everyone is merry and soon TJ hops the stage to offer up a toasty-good send off. Apparently Teej was in their wedding, and feels blessed to have been part of that, and blessed again to be part of the reunion. Everyone gives the couple a tiny bit of congrats, while Heather remains eerily neutral. All she says is that they started a bad habit ten years ago and are now starting over again. Stating the obvious. Like when you ask, “how does my outfit look?" and the person responds with, “it’s brown.” Um yeah. But what do you think.

Everyone cuts loose on the dance floor again, and sadly, no one does the river dance. *sigh* But Tre and the Rock end up break dancin’ and spinnin’ on the floor while Lenny kind of goes wild in an inexplicable set of moves that are neither scary nor alluring, just..Lenny. Perhaps this is what “lemon style” means. Everyone’s jazzed about the reunion, Dan’s going to look back on peeps as open-minded, Jessica says she has more friends than she realized, and Johnny’s sad to leave behind new lifelong friends.

Into the wild blue yonder

It’s time to hit the dust in Reunionland. Warning, very little happens here. Or in this whole episode. Sorry peeps. In a nutshell: people get in vans and leave. Yep. That’s it. No rodeo clowns, no fist fights, no oily wrestling matches. Juuust leaving. Tre, Gabe, and Johnny convince Lenny to fall back into their arms in a “trust fall” . Very (kind of) cute. Lenny tells us the reunion has blown away all his expectations and he can’t wait to cruise to his homeland to start living la vida loca. He hugs the peeps good-bye and Laura gets verklempt and says he damn well better keep up his appearance. Which means, I guess…that he’ll continue to get his hair cut. Anyhow, she’s jazzed about him and his new outlook on life, and Lenny’s first to hop into a van and disappear into the sunset.

Up next, TJ and Dan’s wagon train is leaving. TJ says he’s not stupid anymore, and accepts Dan because he hangs onto beliefs like he does. He reminisces fondly about the sweet, yummy days of his Dan-alienation, and now tells us he respects him. The Teej has finally come around. Dan’s jazzed that TJ’s become more open, and hence he feels like he weirdly embodies the kind of goodness he’d been hoping for at the reunion. They depart together, proving the past is in the dust. And here this whole season I was hoping they’d replace TJ with Folger’s crystals. They didn’t.

Laura, Tre, and Chris all leave together too, but this time….only Laura’s allowed to speak. Chris and Tre are merely filler. In fact, I think the only reason we see them leave is because they’re at her side. She says it was all life changing. Tre and Chris? Hope they can fit in the van. Yep. That’s their time on the island. Thanks for playin’. And just so you know, we never see Jeralyn or Heather C hit the pavement either. Not literally or figuratively. And I was hoping for a Jeralyn/Laura cage match. Aww yeah. Wait a minute, you don’t remember do you? Well how could you, it was sooo long ago. When Jeralyn arrived we were treated to a story of how Laura stuffed mustard covered marshmallows down J’s shirt at one point. No bueno. Anyhow, I expected a match up. Any kind of match up. I’d even go for a high stakes game of whiffle ball. Ever play whiffle ball? Pointless. Like trying to play baseball with a balloon. But I would have enjoyed watching Laura chase after it pointlessly.

Anyhow, I think the forgotten peeps, i.e. Tre, Chris, Jeralyn, Heather C. Jessica, etc. etc. deserve a fancier departure. Like, an alien ship hovering above, sucking them into the heavens. Or they're in the midst of heavy duty conversation when suddenly a stampede of Pamplonian bulls runs through. They all run off screaming into the sunset. Not a reward for them, per se, but a reward for the viewer. And that’s what counts. Anyhow, something like this would be good. Like the old saying goes, not funny unless someone loses an eye. Or pulls their groin. Or in this case, gets a horn in the buttock. Okay, I’m sure the saying goes that way, but there ya go.

Time for Heather to leave now. She’s jazzed about closing the door on the Rock chapter. She wanted to know what his vibe was in high school, and now she knows. Before the reunion, all she could remember was the bad ju ju that went down. Post-reunion, she actually sees Denise as a human. She’s glad she didn’t fight for Gabe ten years ago. They both snuggle, and Denise thanks Heather for being a trooper. Heather wishes the Genise duo good luck, and she too disappears. Oh, and Stacy leaves with her. No parting words for her either.

All that’s left now are the three couples. Trevor tells Genise that he’s trying to convince Mandy to move to Houston. He didn’t think he’d ever meet anyone he’d connect with as well as he connects with Mandy. Mandy wants to live happily ever after, and can’t wait to get hitched.

Gabe thinks if things work out, the reunion will be one of the most pivotal moments in his life, while Denise tells us she’s still intensely touched with what he did. She can’t wait to live together again, and she’s jazzed she came here divorced but is leaving with a commitment. Lou Lou hugs Denise again and the Genise duo finally disappears into the sunset.

The last peeps on the island are Johnny and Lou Lou. She tells us that everything with him feels oh so right, and can’t wait to start making tons of changes. Not only will she can the beau back home, but she’s gonna move on in with Johnny, and says she’d only do this for him. Which negates her whole, “I don’t want to live for a man” speech from earlier, but whatever. It’s time for a change-up. Both of them are amazed with how fated it all seems, and Lou lou says that even in high school she knew she wanted to marry Johnny. *cue sunset, birds*

Annnd this season is over. Thanks for playing. I have no soup for you.

Next week: A reunion show where the peeps let the mud fly.

I like to be lied to. Tell me I’m your momma. shazzer@fansofrealitytv.com

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[famita]

I've yet to see the show but you have made it so enjoyable to read every week. Thank you!

[spegs]

Originally Posted by Shazzer

Embrace me. Love me. Touch my monkey. Please. Now touch it again. Aahhhh. *sigh*

Shaz, I'm going to arrange these top ten style, #1 being the quote that made me spit my diet dr. pepper the farthest. (Why am I going to do this? Because it helps me procrastinate what I should be doing.)

10.

And here this whole season I was hoping they’d replace TJ with Folger’s crystals.

9.

Ricardo Montalban totally hosed up his fantasy in order to teach him some kind of moral lesson. Bastard.

8.

God bless Jennifer Anniston for landing Brad Pitt. The brave little trooper. She’s like….a freakin’ hero.

7.

Are they re-footaging us?

6.

I would like to say it was as if he drove a wedge, and/or “rock” between them. Ha!

5.

Look at somebody next to you. Go ahead. A co-worker, a janitor, whatever. If it’s someone you don’t like…score! Now remove their head.....mentally. Now replace it with a giant orange slice that spans the width of their shoulders, peel-side down (or U side down, i.e. bumping the shoulders, the straight “edge” pointing skyward.) Okay, now replace the center with a human head. Kind of like a little seed. A little seed with a tiny face in the center. Theeeere ya go. Me. Tenth grade. Yeah. I know. HOT. *tsss*

4.

It’s like going to McDonald’s to see Joe Piscapo serve up French fries. (Which uh…could actually be true.)

3.

Dude, you’re like Dorothy, you always had the magic, just click those heels!

2.

Why a cowbell? Because as Christopher Walken said, we need more cowbell.

Drumroll.....

1.

And you can’t believe that you’re making hot dogs for Saddam Hussein, in a K-mart, yet you’re oddly watching it from a distance thinking, “that makes so much political sense”?

Yay Shaz! What a great end to a remarkable (recap) season! Hooray for ShazZAM!

[babs1003]

Your recaps ARE SO MUCH BETTER than actually watching the show!

[Lucy]

Shazz, brilliant job! You had me rolling. I loved the whole intro. Also:

Now remove their head.....mentally. Now replace it with a giant orange slice that spans the width of their shoulders, peel-side down (or U side down, i.e. bumping the shoulders, the straight “edge” pointing skyward.) Okay, now replace the center with a human head. Kind of like a little seed. A little seed with a tiny face in the center.

This whole story had me laughing out loud.

All slapped up with a pretty stick

And here this whole season I was hoping they’d replace TJ with Folger’s crystals.

Just two of many funny lines.

[oneTVslave]

Great job again, Shazzer! I have been anxiously awaiting this last little nugget of gold, and you did not disappoint!

I don't want to repeat the same exact quotes as spegs, but I definitely loved number 1 and 5 of her post. Also, the Def Leppard Effect!

And who could forget -

Johnny was off in Arkansas wrestling pigs for money. Actually he was playing football. Which could be the same.

Shaztastic as always. I can't wait to read your recaps for the next piece-o-crap you are assigned to. Where were you in high school, man? I might have passed history if you could have recapped it for me, Shaz-style!

[hepcat]

Boy Shazzer, this show should be writing you a thank-you check. No way the real show was as interesting, and your recaps were hella funny. I think we all learned a little, grew a little, had an amazing experience. No thanks to HSR, the glory's all yours.

[fluff]

you’re actually in the dream and watching the dream at the same time? And you can’t believe that you’re making hot dogs for Saddam Hussein, in a K-mart, yet you’re oddly watching it from a distance thinking, “that makes so much political sense”? The hot dog represents the proletariats, and Saddam is taking a bite out of their souls, their “meat” in totalitarian glee.

But now the dude has changed so much, he might stand against the wall with these nerds.

Dude, you’re like Dorothy, you always had the magic, just click those heels!

Actually it happened about four months prior to prom…but the afro-like goodness just kept on keepin’ on, and prom was spent with my hair harnessed in a banana clip.

That’s a powerful little crown. *makes note to self to head to Burger King after work*

Or like watching Quiet Riot open up your 14-year-old nephew’s bar mitzvah with a rockin’ version of Hava Nagila. It’s just somehow….wrong.

Tattoo creeped him out and Ricardo Montalban totally hosed up his fantasy in order to teach him some kind of moral lesson. Bastard.

And I'm spent.

That was wonderful Shazzer.

I haven't seen the show, I don't know who these people are and I'm desperately trying to catch up on my recap reading.
I actually don't even want to see the show, these people shall exist for me only through your eyes.

Exquisite recap

[geekgirl]

Originally Posted by fluff

I actually don't even want to see the show, these people shall exist for me only through your eyes.

You really don't....trust me.

I wonder if there will be another?

[rikyrah]

Thank you so much.

Your recaps are better than the show.

Just make me

See you next season!