| Betty Plotnick ( @ 2005-11-11 10:30:00 |
these can't really be CSI spoilers, can they?
OMFG, Nicky, you look like an over-the-hill gay porn star with that tack-ass moustache. What *was* that thing before it died on your lip? For shame, Nicky! I know that you look, like, fifteen years old a lot of the time, and as you're probably twice that, it must be annoying, and perhaps you think the facial hair makes you look older. Trust me, older is only ONE of the things it makes you look. It's not worth it, man. All those neat scenes where you were arguing in Spanish and slinging guns around? One-tenth as neat as they would have been if you weren't wearing that godawful moustache.
Also, heeeee, Greg, okay, I get it already! You're sleeping with Grissom! So you can be all snot-nosed and bratty and he'll take it calmly and even look like he still thinks you're kinda cute. So good for you! Because I like you bratty, too. And you totally need to take Grissom to the track with you and show him all about things he can't control. Yes.
You know who else I really liked for no very significant reasons? The hot hooker with the funny-looking rhinestone-studded glasses who was so fantastically mellow, all like, "Huh, SWAT team, that makes sense. I'll be on my way then." I guess that's Vegas for you.
And, not related to this but not incidentally:
THANK YOU for those of you who contributed to my pregnancy folklore assignment. Not for the first time, I wonder how anybody ever gets an education without a good flist.
OMFG, Nicky, you look like an over-the-hill gay porn star with that tack-ass moustache. What *was* that thing before it died on your lip? For shame, Nicky! I know that you look, like, fifteen years old a lot of the time, and as you're probably twice that, it must be annoying, and perhaps you think the facial hair makes you look older. Trust me, older is only ONE of the things it makes you look. It's not worth it, man. All those neat scenes where you were arguing in Spanish and slinging guns around? One-tenth as neat as they would have been if you weren't wearing that godawful moustache.
Also, heeeee, Greg, okay, I get it already! You're sleeping with Grissom! So you can be all snot-nosed and bratty and he'll take it calmly and even look like he still thinks you're kinda cute. So good for you! Because I like you bratty, too. And you totally need to take Grissom to the track with you and show him all about things he can't control. Yes.
You know who else I really liked for no very significant reasons? The hot hooker with the funny-looking rhinestone-studded glasses who was so fantastically mellow, all like, "Huh, SWAT team, that makes sense. I'll be on my way then." I guess that's Vegas for you.
And, not related to this but not incidentally:
THANK YOU for those of you who contributed to my pregnancy folklore assignment. Not for the first time, I wonder how anybody ever gets an education without a good flist.