I don't know why I'm watching this anymore...but I am.
- And we once again start with Stephen Amell exercising shirtless. Oh, that's why I watch this.
- Damn, he shot that guy!
- Oooh, shirtless sewing scene! Yay, I love this.
- Oh, damn, he's been poisoned...really? That's a thing?
- And he pops like Dracula to ...stride around his house sexily. I'm down with that.
- Oliver trying to be parental over Thea is kind of endearing in a way.
- Okay...Deadshot....
- Oliver strikes me as kind of sleazy...I mean, a nightclub to cover your base?
- Damn, I like Thea a lot...way to be sassy!
- Oh, God, is that hat supposed to be a disguise?
- He's part of the Russian mob now? Really? Come on...what are you doing?
- Oh, God, that asshole cop again...
- Haha, smooth way of keeping out your bodyguard, Oliver.
- I love Tommy, haha, but this fight scene is ridiculous.
- My God, Laurel is the biggest bitch ever.
- ....and he has apparently just walked into a hotel dressed like Robin Hood without anyone knowing or caring. Right.
- Who the hell is Felicity Smoke and why she is such a spaz...oh, I see.
- YEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSS She knows Shakespeare! Woooo!
- Oh, dear God...I love you, Tommy...why do you have to love the biggest bitch in the world?
- Oh, shit, here it comes...and Oliver sends Dig out with his mother and sister first, that's sweet.
- Oh, damn, does Dig know him now?
That was okay, I suppose.
Thanks for reading!
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