Listen Carefully
Sep. 7th, 2011 08:24 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
chitown_galSo Homeland's got this new game over on www.watchcareful.ly that involves listening to a recording and then answering a bunch of questions. I hit "play" because I figured, what are the odds that I'd actually hear Our Boy's voice? Well, it started out with him speaking. I had to bail from the site.
Why? Well, first off, I couldn't play the game if I was turning into a puddle of warm goo whilst listening. Then I realized that I didn't want to turn into a puddle of warm goo because I don't really want to get into this, much as I keep saying I do. Why don't I want to get into this?
Imagine that the boyfriend who broke your heart four years ago comes back saying, "Baby, I've changed." Hell, he's even grown some god-awful facial hair to prove he's a different person than he used to be. But this guy's broken your heart at least twice and you just know it's inevitable he's going to do it again. Worse yet, this time he's bringing along the guy you turned to on the rebound. The one who also broke your heart two years ago. And that one's still got all the same issues he used to have - the ones about wrongful imprisonment and conspiracies and such. And he's still got the bad American accent.
You know better than to get involved with these guys. You know they're bad news and they'll only lead to youcreating and abandoning websites and moping around the internets drinking heavily.
And you know eventually you're going to turn into that puddle of warm goo and get your heart broken again, only this time it's going to be so much worse because it's both of them.
Oh, and if She Who Must Not Be Named shows up eventually? I will laugh my ass off. And then I'll cancel Showtime.
Why? Well, first off, I couldn't play the game if I was turning into a puddle of warm goo whilst listening. Then I realized that I didn't want to turn into a puddle of warm goo because I don't really want to get into this, much as I keep saying I do. Why don't I want to get into this?
Imagine that the boyfriend who broke your heart four years ago comes back saying, "Baby, I've changed." Hell, he's even grown some god-awful facial hair to prove he's a different person than he used to be. But this guy's broken your heart at least twice and you just know it's inevitable he's going to do it again. Worse yet, this time he's bringing along the guy you turned to on the rebound. The one who also broke your heart two years ago. And that one's still got all the same issues he used to have - the ones about wrongful imprisonment and conspiracies and such. And he's still got the bad American accent.
You know better than to get involved with these guys. You know they're bad news and they'll only lead to you
And you know eventually you're going to turn into that puddle of warm goo and get your heart broken again, only this time it's going to be so much worse because it's both of them.
Oh, and if She Who Must Not Be Named shows up eventually? I will laugh my ass off. And then I'll cancel Showtime.
