28-Sep-2005

Someone has some sort of strange, disgusting disease or impediment.  The female doctor wants to cure it in a traditional manner.  Enter Hugh Laurie, blue eyes popping like he just snorted coke off a hooker's hip, and, sho' 'nough, he's got a crazy scheme.  No one likes it.  The female doctor hrrrrmmmmpphhs.  Sela Ward shakes her head, which is difficult for her because of all the plastic surgery, then murmurs something about legal ramifications.  Babies cry, animals sneak into the shadows.  Nobody trusts Hugh.  Oh, but what's this?  At the last minute, his crazy scheme worked!  Hot damn, that hasn't happened since... last week.  God, people, get a clue!  Hugh Laurie is always right!

Now that we've got that settled, I'm off to watch "Win a Date with Tad Hamilton."