I just didn't know what to think about that episode. It was like watching a train wreck followed by a car wreck followed by a plane wreck-- totally awful.
Remember watching ER when Dr. Greene got the isht kicked out of him? This was like that, only 40 minutes longer and a thousand times worse. Left an awful taste in my mouth. I just felt sick.
If that's the reaction they were going for, man, they got it.
Looks like David's going to have serious heart trouble from that. If I were him, I'd have gone to the hospital and told them that I'd had to smoke crack at gunpoint, and that I wanted a full test of vitals to see whether anything had gone a little wacky.
Can these people just have some happiness? I mean, I almost want to see the blind date between Ruth's friend and whatsisname's son, since they both seem to like poop as a revenge motif, just so there'd be some twisted happiness somewhere.
Side note: Brenda's new guy is cute (in a very strange way, but still cute).
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