The episode started, and I was like this:
Because this show has burned me all season long, you see. But then, my two favorite things: College Ted…
…And Peter Gallagher’s eyebrows.
Then I saw Seth Green and I was all “yay!” for obvious reasons.
Then I saw Alexis Denisof and I was all “yay!” for obvious reasons.
My two favorite Sandys—Cohen and Rivers—in one episode?
Yeah, bitch, you heard me.
And then Patrice showed up, and I was all:
Because I’ve seen the press release for the episode. I know they want me to think Barney’s going to propose to Patrice. Would the show do that to me? And I just don’t know. I DON’T KNOW.
However, I could watch a whole show of just Robin yelling at Patrice.
Then Ted sings a song about Peter Gallagher and I’m all…
Because I think the show might love me again.
But, then, at the end of the first thirty minutes, I’m like this:
Because, yeah, in hindsight, where this was going should have been obvious. But that is the level of uncertainty this show has caused in me. So instead of being all:
I was all:
Then they seem to be pulling the Ted and Robin thing again, and I’m all:
But then, it’s all okay. Ted does the right thing.
So, here’s the thing. I don’t hate Ted. Sometimes I hate Ted. But, mostly, I don’t hate Ted. He just has a lot of feelings. Tell ‘em, Ted.
Nothing wrong with a little Teddy Westside.
Then Robin says the top of the WWN building is her favorite place and I’m all:
Because I KNOW WHERE THIS IS GOING. I KNOW WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN.
AND THEN IT HAPPENS.
*ahem* Maybe not that last one. But definitely a little bit of this:
Think I’m kidding?