With election day finally here, something has been truly nagging on my mind... I'm not worried so much about who is going to win or what the policies of the next president are going to be. We all know we're fucked anyway. I'm worried about SNL. These last couple of months have provided me with so much laughter and pants-wetting. I'm sad to see Amy Poehler move on, especially to a spinoff of The Office - which I hope will be good, but will likely cause the downfall of humanity. I'm sad to see Tina Fey move back to her show rather than entertain us with the dead-on impersonation of.. umm.. who did she play again? Joe Biden? And what about Darrel Hammond? I think the only impressions he can do are of presidents. Isn't that why he's been kept on the show for the last fifty seaons?
I'm so used to SNL being unfunny that it has been a complete shock to my system to laugh at their sketches once again. Like a crack addict looking for his next fix, I've been suffering the shakes until Saturday (and Thursday, and some Tuesdays, and a Monday for good measure) for my favorite late night sketch. We NEEDS it, We WANTS it, my precious!
Despite my best hopes, though, I know I'll be disappointed. Every time the show seems to be on an upswing, the election season ends and I'm left like a girl after her first time saying, "That's it? That's what I've been told was so great?"
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