If I had to choose between setting All My Children on fire and starting from scratch or winning a million dollars...uh, I'd choose the million dollars, but it would be a difficult decision!
It's just--this show--it's, like--gah. It causes me, a usually articulate person, to stutter and mumble and gesticulate wildly as if I were in line to play a missing Corinthos family member on GH. It sucks. Everything about it sucks. The Zarf, the fact that Adam Chandler is a buffoon, the Zarf, the Aborted Fetus, Erica being deranged...I mean, I am actively wishing for Colby and Sean to take over the show. Colby and Sean! I've also come to the conclusion that Sean is sort of cute and it's sort of okay that I think that because he's actually older than me, but it's sort of not okay because I don't think he's that cute at all, it's just Stockholm Syndrome. Let's pretend this conversation never happened.
Let's discuss the death of Dixie, shall we? It's not enough that the "Satin Slayer" is the worst serial killer ever. I mean, Babe goes prancing around Pine Valley making out with random men and fetuses, and he can't kill her. Pathetic.