Doctor Who was just the warm-up. This is what I have been waiting for for months and months and months. Trailer Park Boys season 6.
If I were the kind of person to grab you by the lapels and shake you and tell you, "YOU MUST WATCH THIS SHOW!" — and I'm not, I'm the kind of person who will tell you, "well, I like this show so maybe you will," and then worry that you won't like it and you'll blame me for the wasted hours of your life, but if I were — Trailer Park Boys is the show I would be talking about.
Canadian television at its finest. The faux reality adventures of Ricky, Julian, and Bubbles in Sunnyvale Trailer Park. Best. Show. Ever. So I sat there, with my Conky finger puppet and my rum and Coke and just about had a bloody heart attack, I was so glad to see all my boys and girls again.
Way of the Road
Sarah is looking fucking hot. Please, let this be the season when she and Lucy get drunk and make out. You know they already have — just show it to us already. And I'm sure there's been the threeway with Ricky, but I don't want to see that.
My big hope for this season was that Mr Lahey and Randy would get married. The fact that they had such a big breakup makes me hopeful that they will have a suitably big reunion. And in the meantime, my god, Randy/Ted! I never would have thought.
Trevor and Cory with their little Convenient Store! They are so my boyfriends. Especially Cory.
J-Roc. Two women. Two babies. I have no more words. I can only hope that at least one of them will turn out to be Tyrone's baby. Drama!
Julian and his real estate wheeling and dealing should be fun to watch. And Bubbles and Kitty Land!
And just when you think this show can't get any harsher, Ray moves into the dump. My god.
I love this show. Also, I will be on about the Trailer Park Boys - Corner Gas crossover until a. it happens, b. I write it, or c. I die.