In Which We Turn To Mad Libs To Make Sense Of This Show
I literally have no words.
Except OMFG LIZ HAD SEX WITH NIKOLAS
And OMFG SHE THEN ACCEPTED LUCKY'S PROPOSAL.
Lucky: I love you, Elizabeth, I always have. And I always will. I want you to marry you because I know this: we can make it last.
Liz: I think we should get the counseling, to work on us, to figure out what comes next.
Lucky: Does that mean...?
Liz: Yes. Yes, I'll marry you.
So I turn to you, dear readers, and ask you to make sense of this ridiculous show for me by filling in the blanks:
The [ADJECTIVE] General Hospital writers made the [ADJECTIVE] decision to have Liz and Nikolas [VERB] and then had Liz (who is acting completely [ADJECTIVE]) accept Lucky's proposal because the [ADJECTIVE] writing staff is filled with [ADJECTIVE] [NOUN]s who wouldn't know quality if it [VERB]ed them in the [BODY PART]. This [ADJECTIVE] show is [SYNONYM FOR WRETCHED]. If I were Sonny Corinthos, I would [SONNYESQUE ACT OF VIOLENCE] to/at it. But, thankfully, I am not Sonny Corinthos (although right now, I am enjoying Sonny more than Nikolas which is a(n) [ADJECTIVE] turn of events that reminds me that when these [ADJECTIVE] writers put their minds to it, they can ruin anything) and instead will settle for [MORE SOCIALLY ACCEPTABLE WAY OF VENTING ANGER].