Oh, you slay me... Yay! Buffy is back, baby. All brand-spankin' new season of BTVS served up in the most piping of hotness. I know, people may smirk and mock, but only because they haven't given it a chance. Or maybe because their senses of of joy and wonder and pleasant perversity have gone all dormant. Anyway, my Tuesday night, hell, my whole damn week, has suddenly picked most excellently up.
Rawk on, Sunnydale!
* although I'm worried about Spike now. He doesn't look so good...
8:10:18 PM
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