How funky is your chicken? How funky is your chicken? How loose is your goose? My goose is totally loose.
I'd forgotten how crap the original Buffy was; Joss's idea was realised so much better on the small screen.
Also, I think I reached some heretofore unseen level of patheticity (ye-es, that's a word... Want to take it outside, mister?) last night when I found myself bawling like a baby at the end of Gods and Monsters. I hope to hell it was hormones; every time I think of Brendan Fraser staggering off in the rain all monsterlike my body attempts to laugh and cry at the same time and it's rather scary.
I'd forgotten how crap the original Buffy was; Joss's idea was realised so much better on the small screen.
Also, I think I reached some heretofore unseen level of patheticity (ye-es, that's a word... Want to take it outside, mister?) last night when I found myself bawling like a baby at the end of Gods and Monsters. I hope to hell it was hormones; every time I think of Brendan Fraser staggering off in the rain all monsterlike my body attempts to laugh and cry at the same time and it's rather scary.
