Two bones to pick today.
The first one - how did you people who call yourselves my friends allow me to go years without watching How I Met Your Mother?
Honestly... you don't do that to a person, and certainly not someone you seem to like.
For four seasons, I spent Monday nights flipping between crappy football games and the same version of House - you know, the one with the crazy doctor, mystery ailment and last minute cure? - when I could have been enjoying this marvelous piece of television goodness from the beginning.
If you knew about this show and how awesome it was without telling me, you're entirely un-awesome.
Second bone to pick: if you're not watching How I Met Your Mother, why do you have a television?
Seriously though, there is nothing better on television, and not just because of the numerous catchphrases of Barney Stinson. Or the high fives, although high fives rock!
Sidebar: How awesome is Neil Patrick Harris? Best Barney / NPH moment - typing Barney's Blog a la Doogie Howser...
The legendary thing is overplayed - in real life, as on the show - but there is a small part of me that wishes this show was around during my "going to the bar" years so that we could have played a little game called "Have you met Ted?" with any number of my shy-but-terrific friends.
Oh, you know who you are...
Anyway, the moral of the story today children is that you need to watch this show.
This show is so awesome, I've bought all four seasons, watched them in like six days and have already started watching them again.
Because they're legendary!
Yeah - I went there, and now I feel cheap.
Oh well... start watching this show, suckers!