Oh gasm, I mean Gasmi……I think you all know how I felt about this episode. Well, certain asspecsof this episode anyway…….
My apologies for not having this up sooner, but I keep getting distracted as I’m writing this…..
I do recall a certain someone saying that this recap could just be screenshot after screenshot of Sheriff McHottyPants, but then we’d have captions related to Snow, Regina, etc under pictures of the Sheriff. Hmmmmm……under the Sheriff……where so many of us I wish we I could be…
NO! I must stop doing this or we’ll never get to the recap!
Um…..where was I? Oh. Right. The recap.
We start out this episode on a father and son camping trip. They’re hanging out by a campfire, braiding leather and making Star Wars references. Dad pulls out a braided leather strip keychain thingy and gives it to his kid. Normally I wouldn’t give a crap about a leather braid keychain thingy, but it’s gonna come up again so we might as well mention it now.
As dad tells kid that it’s time to get dinner started they notice that a storm is brewing. But this is no ordinary storm. This is a smoky cursey kinda storm that also seriously fucks up radio reception and sends them diving into the tent, ducking for cover. But not before putting out their fire properly. Looks like someone’s on Smokey’s good boy list.
They huddle together in their tent as the smoky storm approaches…
It actually reminds me of Maleficent, all that purple and green and now I’m wishing that we’d see her again. But not as much as I want to see more of someone else.
***looks around innocently while whistling**
The next morning the dad and his kid (Owen) emerge from their tent to find a tree has toppled onto the truck top. So looks like they’re stuck and in need of a rental car and mechanic. Dad gets ready for a long hike as the nearest town is miles and miles and miles away…..
Looks like a town has popped up where there was none before. Gee, I wonder where they could be????
They head into town and now we’re getting our first view of StoryBrooke as it was 28 years ago…….
Back when the Sheriff was a HottyPants instead of some blonde lady and her dad that never takes his shirt off.
You know, if I ever created MY own town it would be a rule that all the guys had to be topless. And cut. Hey, my town, my rules!
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