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Ho. Leee. Shit.
Mad Men has been, in a season when other shows start their decline, kicking ass all season long, and tonight I think they accomplished the impossible -- they have reached a point where they're better than their first season. Between this episode and The Suitcase, I don't see how any other show could be Best Drama at the Emmys or the Golden Globes.
Holy shit. Just holy shit.
Poor Lane! But how could he think that would go over?
Stupid Roger!
Loathsome, despicable Lucky Strike guy whose name I can never remember because I hate him!
Oh, Joanie! You are such a goddess of poise and strength.
And something I never thought I'd say, but poor, poor Pete. Jesus, the poor guy. I just wanted to hug him, and I normally can't stand Pete.
What's there to even say about Don? I have to think about that one for a long time, there are so many feelings about this, and what he's done -- I really actually felt for Betty tonight. I feel like I could write pages about Don. But it's almost hard to even start.
Holy shit. Just holy shit.
Poor Lane! But how could he think that would go over?
Stupid Roger!
Loathsome, despicable Lucky Strike guy whose name I can never remember because I hate him!
Oh, Joanie! You are such a goddess of poise and strength.
And something I never thought I'd say, but poor, poor Pete. Jesus, the poor guy. I just wanted to hug him, and I normally can't stand Pete.
What's there to even say about Don? I have to think about that one for a long time, there are so many feelings about this, and what he's done -- I really actually felt for Betty tonight. I feel like I could write pages about Don. But it's almost hard to even start.