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Hell Must Be Frozen Over

July 12, 2009

In all of his geeky glory Brent has gotten me hooked on Battlestar Galactica. We’ve been watching past episodes for several weeks and now I’m addicted. I swear the show is like Heroin…or ice cream.

And then the unthinkable happened.

As I watched Commander Adama kiss Starbuck on the forehead after she returned home from crash-landing on a red barren moon, I had to wipe away tears.

Frak Me.

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