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Terry Quarentino
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I don't get it. He's fucking brilliant in almost everything I've seen him in. And that includes dumb shows like True Blood (Gosh, his accent was great) and Once Upon a Time. I even watched that terrible Sons of Liberty miniseries to catch him as Paul Revere. Well, also to catch Dean Norris as Ben Franklin.

Man, it's the most painful thing in the world when you realize that sometimes, an actor's best show is behind them and now they have to be on a dumber show. That's how I felt about Jessica Walter and Tristan Wilds being on the new 90210.

I choose hate. But ten years from now, I'll still be talking about how much I hate him. The problem is, now I hate him slightly less because he talked about Terriers.

Cupid? (The first one, not the awful reboot)

It's because he's waiting for Michael Raymond-James to propose to ME so we can have a double wedding.

Hmmm, I don't know, Suzanne. That sounds like a job for Dolworth & Pollack, P.I. Their brand is competence!

And an episode of Veronica Mars, I believe. Except they were stealing the dogs, then collecting the reward money, I think.

Especially a TV show like this one where the ending is ambiguous at best.

Terriers. In a heartbeat. Firefly got their movie as consolation. Terriers fans get to watch Donal Logue slum it on Gotham.

I never thought the show was excessively dark until Britt just about killed that guy. Then it felt like a James Crumley or K.C. Constantine book come to life. And I mean that in the very best way.

Or just the title: Gunfight epiphany. Or naw. Maybe that would've been equally confusing.

Bad history sucks. I had a credit card in university that I used to buy groceries. After I graduated, I lost the card, moved and forgot about it. Then I got laid off, realized I hadn't paid a credit card bill in months and paid it all off at once in a panic with an unemployment cheque. They do not like it when you do

I feel like comparing these two (three) albums is like comparing Italian race cars to American muscle cars. They do different things and do them well, but personally, I prefer the gritty muscle.

This song is what convinced my mom not to be *quite* so alarmed when I revealed that my only desire in life was to grow up all ready so I could marry Slash. To this day, whenever he's on a talk show, she calls me to tell me she saw my boyfriend and he still doesn't have any eyes.

"Tacoma" is what they call their basement lab.

Also UBC.

Maybe How To Make a Murderer is just a really popular show YOU haven't seen. Ever think of that? (I mean, I'd watch that show.)

*nice* women don't want the vote! (Canadians, help me out here!)

well, I'm not sure they know Major was planning to inject him with cure, so they'd have no reason to hide it.

I feel like a lot happened in this ep, but it was all table setting.