Anyone notice how the acronym for the show:  OUAT is basically onomatopoeia for throwing up?  "ouat…ughh..ouat..ouat…ouat"—me over the toilet after watching this episode.

This guy, "Oliver Sava" or whatever, has a knack for reading my mind on this crap show.  Except he's getting paid to watch it, and I'm just an idiot.

Damon Lindelof BLOWS.   As in, I really bet he blows dudes, because look how far he's gotten in his career with his shitty shit work.