‘Playtime with Mikey, is very, very fun!’ Bull-freaking-crap.
‘Mikey’ is this
sad-sack looking Australian monkey that gestures too much and surrounds himself
with a bunch of kids with these wide eyes and smiles that quiver. I know those
smiles. This show is fucked, just like Candle Cove was. It’s just off, and the worst part is, you wouldn’t
know unless you were looking for it.
I didn’t get
enough of it recorded, but what I did manage to get, I’m going over again and
again and looking for any trace of a Tower. I don’t think we’d be that lucky,
but if I don’t do something I’ll go fucking crazy.
It’s just so
goddamn frustrating. I can’t concentrate on anything with this pain in my nose
and this irritating theme tune and it’s hard to watch this when I know these
kids are probably on Missing Children posters somewhere in the world.
I’ve got such a
bitching headache that I might have to go out and kill something just to make
myself feeling like I’m putting the pain to good use.
If anyone who
reads this sees any trace of this show, let us know. I can’t do this on my own.
Curtis just sees
static. Thank god Sheryl seems to be focusing better and can watch the damn
show, otherwise I’d give up on this altogether.
… I don’t mean
that. I can’t give up on Blair. S/he wouldn’t give up on me, if our positions
were switched. Which I actually wish they were.
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