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I don't watch awards shows, because I'd much rather bang my head against the wall, surely that's less painful. I knew they couldn't grasp the brilliance of The Piven You've Got Gold, so, screw'em anyway. Damn the man, watch Entourage instead!

About four weeks ago, around episode 2.03 of BSG, I texted serialkarma and said

I said …Lee/Dee was my new favoritest thing ever. She never responded. Probably from fear – yeah, but who's fucking laughing now, flyboy?!

Please, Lee, can I practice some hand to hand combat with you, too?

I mean goddamn -- the air around them was smoking.

Don’t get me wrong, I heart Billy passionately, he's such a nice guy and he's so adorably geeky, but hey man, if it's about survival of the fittest, Apollo is, well, he's a lot more fit than you are, sweetie. Hate to tell you that, but thems the breaks.

Oh. Maybe Lee/Dee/Billy.

[flails]

Sweet mother of Hera.

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I think it would be more of Choice B than A or C. They're young and hot, and hormones make everyone crazy anywa. Or maybe someone tripped, fell and landed on a dick -- these things happen you know ;)

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Or maybe someone tripped, fell and landed on a dick -- these things happen you know

Aha! A screwball comedy, with comic romantic misunderstandins all over Galactica, and Adama as the serious one who's perplexed by all the wacky hijinx. And Tigh drinking himself into a stupor in the corner. I like that idea!