08 January, 2012

DOWNTON ABBEY SEASON TWO YOU FUCKIN' PEASANTS

Alright, so the second season just premiered over here. Two solid hours of Downtonin'. It's a pretty solid premiere and thankfully there hasn't yet been a drop-off. It's still Downton Abbey. There's still lots of frocks and people in hats, but now there's a lot of olive drab and khaki. Also a dude got shot in the head. He got shot in the head because he was lighting a cigarette and he was on television and that's how everyone on earth has ever been shot by a sniper in WWI. I guess he couldn't known that at this point in history.

Though, I have these observations:
1) What is this bullshit about O'Brien being some sort of a human we should feel sorry for? That can fuck right off.
2) Poor, poor Mr. Carson.
3) Poor, poor Mr. Bates.
4) I feel like this Robert Carlyle guy has killed people before. Personally.
5) What in the fucking ghost of St. Hubbins in Edith doing? What the fuck is this shit?
6) Thomas can still go fuck himself.
7) When will Colonel Blimp appear and make my life complete?
8) Poor, poor William.
9) Alright, I've officially had enough of this Irish fella. Sybil is nursing wounded veterans, you Hibernian jag-off.