That's the rabbit I've been waiting to see pulled from the hat.

Yes. Unfortunately, there seems to be a herd of Bullwinkles running HBO.

I have heard that we are gonna see these people again, though. Not to sound like Jarry or anything, though, but I bet that show does cost a lot.(Won't be the same in big chunks like that, but...) Oh.(puts out peaches) At my meetings we have refreshments.

I have heard that we are gonna see these people again, though.

No, I am happy about that under the circumstances, but it's probably fucked the master plan pretty hard.

Oh, you mean, like arcs and shit? Yeah, those are probably fucked harder than the girls after a gold strike. But I trust the writing staff to minimize the damage.

I dunno. HBO's fucked this one up flatter than hammered shit.

I know, but I am biased. I know, were I in Albrecht's place, I'd give the Daves anything they wanted and then they couldn't have anything else but their shows. Not that there is anything wrong with that, besides making the Box Office name stupid.

Well, it is kinda weird that, essentially, they canceled one Milch show to service another. I don't understand why they didn't just start John from Cincinnati later.

Oooh. I haven't stopped by in a long time, but this shiny new thread is tempting. Between Rome, Deadwood, Entourage, and Slings and Arrows, practically all of our TV time now is spent in the premium end of the spectrum.

I was worried about Al getting too sweet & cuddly, actually, until he slit Hearst's man's throat.

Yep...no Archie Bunker Sweargin. Anybody know the name of the chubby girl Al gets his, um, oral pleasures from? Because I call her Chubby Blow Job Girl in my journal sometimes and then I feel bad.

From TWOP and my friend Dre: The Deadwood 12 steps:

1. we cocksuckers came to acknowdge that we were fuckin'powerless over fucking alcohol, laudanum, dope, titlickin', antler worship, and whatever other fuckin' peccadilloes you care to name, and that our lives had become as un-fuckin'manageable as a saloon full of whores with their monthlies.

2.Came to believe that a Power greater than ourselves, if it was so fuckin' inclined, could restore us to fucking sanity.

3.Having fucked our lives up flatter than hammered shit, we therefore made a decision, with that little that is given in life to make a choice, to turn our will and our lives to God as we understand Him: Celestial, Jew, fuckin' antler-and-dirt worshippers alike.

4. Made a searching and fearless moral inventory of our drunken shitbird selves and determined we do, indeed, suck cocks by choice.

5. Admitted to God, to ourselves, and to another human cocksucker the exact fuckin' extent, depth, complexity, and horror of our wrongs. We apologize.
6.Humbly asked him to remove all of our shortcomings.

7. Made a list of all cocksuckers we had harmed and became willing to make amends to them all, however much that willingness might be attentuated in its fulfillment by the majority of said harmed cocksuckers not being among the fucking breathing.

8.Made fuckin' direct amends to those cocksuckers whenever possible, except when to do so would injure them or others, compromise vital fuckin' interests, or be rendered impossible due to the fuckin' givens above.

9. Continued to take personal inventory, mind our fuckin' decimals, and when we were wrong, promptly admitted it, no matter how prickly we become.

10.Sought through prayer, meditation, goin' to Bill's fuckin' grave, talking to the fuckin' Chief, or giving a quick fuckin' blowjob to improve our conscious, cocksucking contact with God as we understand Him.
TRANSCRIBER'S Note Oh, balls, my fucking count's fuckin' wrong. Some hoople in Yankton got to this.