Entry 031 - Sports Night 202 (When Something Wicked This Way Comes)
In which we deal with questionable attraction vectors
In which we deal with questionable attraction vectors
In which a potent question is answered four years later
In which we're standing here
In which Latin is exactly as dead of a language as we thought
In which we once again begin an elaborate course of escapism
In which I cuss out Rob Reiner again
In which we can't escape if we wanted to
In which we get our bell rung
In which the men don't trust their best friends
In which art necessarily imitates life