Grey's Anatomy. Sigh. It started in 2005 and then I watched 7 seasons in 3 weeks on laying in bed squirting liquid christmas dinner through my clenched teeth. Needless to say, I'm attached.
That's why I am FED UP! (Expletive) FED UP!!! (Expletive) pissed off. Not only has Shonda Rhimes single handedly raised my blood pressure but she has manipulated me into fetal position cry sessions. I have forgiven and forgiven time and time again for her rash actions. Her writing is constantly the equivalent of offering a child a small cookie. Then, as a delightful surprise, Shonda lets the small child taste the cookie. Of course I-I mean- this said small and non adult child instantly grows attached to the warm, gooey and often pee-your-pants-hilarious center. She is drawn, addicted. This child swears that this cookie has now become a dear close friend. Suddenly, Shonda not only (expletive that rhymes with "itch") slaps the cookie out MY HAND AND MOUTH but then proceeds to tell me that the awesome funny Lexie is DEAD and there will be no more cookies EVER! (Expletive) YOU, COOKIE KILLER!
I have no idea why she feels the need to kill everyone and make everyone of these fictional character's lives a HELL HOLE but I have a feeling that she was the one in high school making a HUGE deal about everything... and still is. And I take personal offense to that.
I love you grey's anatomy, but I really don't have to like you right now. (Expletive).
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This show hasn't been cancelled as far as I've seen.
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