Sunday, July 22, 2012

S2E17 - "Lockdown"

This is the one Brad said is awesome.  If he's wrong, he gets a murder in the face.

02:08  Aww hell, he's packing the camembert.  You know what that means. . . . Gong bootlegs.



05:13  Are you as surprised as I am that the balloon and grave actually exist?  Then again, that doesn't mean he's telling the truth.  Them otters is slippery (ha ha!)

09:39  Who are these mooks hanging around Locke's dad's grave? 

11:11  That definitely looks like a lockdown to me.

11:34  McCoughnadickname:  "Mutton chops." 

12:10  McCoughnadickname:  "Amarillo Slim."

14:15  HOLY SHIT LOCKE'S DAD IS A ZOMBIE

17:50  No matter what?

19:29  McCoughnadickname:  "Mongo."

21:37  But I thought Locke couldn't feel pain in his legs?  Come on, writers!

26:20  John, don't be telling him your secrets!

28:30  Venereal disease jokes! Ha-HA!

30:53  "Henry can you hear me?"  HOW CAN LOCKE BE SAAAAVED???



34:43  That's sad.  Dammit, Peg!

36:00  What the fuck just happened?  What is this blacklight schematics shit on this blast door?  Did someone put in the code?  And where the fuck did Henry go?

39:51  The parachutes are supply drops!  Brilliant.

41:56  Gale's wife was a man!  Oh wait.

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