I will put it after the jump so as not to spoil it for you Tivo viewers.
Ahem.
WHAT THE FUCK?
Do you people think you can fool us? Vaughn ain't dead. I am not believing it. Did you hear that, o' writers of Alias? I. AM. NOT. BELIEVING. IT.
You people have run us around the bend and back so many friggin' times that it's becoming apparent when you're pulling one over on us. Or at least you think you're pulling one over on us. No one dies on this show. Everyone's James Steinbeck---they can all fall out of planes at 50,000 feet without a parachute and somehow they will miraculously survive. Vaughn ain't dead. You wanna know how I know he's not dead? Sydney, weeper extraordinaire, wasn't crying.
And Daddy was there. He just popped up out of nowhere. Hmmmm. When Daddy shows up, stuff happens.
Vaughn ain't dead.
Posted by Kathy at September 29, 2005 09:39 PM | TrackBackI don't think for one moment he's actually dead. They'll just have to try harder! Though as my boss said this morning, there's no way he should have actually survived the initial shooting. If he was really dead, he would have died there next the railroad tracks, Sydney weeping over his bullet riddled body.
Posted by: Ith at September 30, 2005 06:17 PMgreat little blog you got.
nothing wrong with a little bit of cake.
SL
Posted by: shoelover at September 30, 2005 09:48 PM