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It’s late or early; however you want to put it.

My left shoulder is still killing me. I can put any pressure on it thanks to my good for nothing ingrate of an excuse for a dog. Because of all of this, I can’t sleep. Meanwhile, my jerk-a-saurus of a dog is out cold enjoying her sleep in the corner of the room.

There really no point to this post besides from the fact that I want to rant, bitch, and moan somewhere; and somewhere was here.

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Am I the only one who wants to see all the dropped ships revisited this season, especially if it’s the last one? Peckstein, Luke/Gail, Luke/beard, Detective Erico/Chris, even Chris/Traci. Just for some closure, you know? And I don’t know, I always kind of liked Luke and Gail. I think they could totally work.

I’m tots down for Luke/Beard/Gail.

threesome

I think it’s endgame.

PECKSTEIN. But I also ship Dov and Chloe… I just really need some closure from that drugged up scene.

RIGHT?!!!!! I need so MUCH closure from that scene. so so so so much. 

and everyone keeps saying it’s the last season so they really should go out with a bang and that bang is Peckstein. or chrail. or luke/beard/gail bye

wait up? EVERYONE KEEPS SAYING IT’S THE LAST SEASON? Whaaaaaaaaat. Wait, Peckstein, yes. I need closure. I need to know what Gail feels or wait… I don’t know. I don’t want to know and I want to know. Guys, is this normal?

Yes. What you are feeling is perfectly normal. On the fans’ perspective, it’s called “ignorance is bliss but I still wanna peek and a little lookie. And then scream internally for all the feels my body wasn’t ready.”

On the show’s perspective, it’s called “easily torturing fans in a slow and painful as well as painful and slow manner.”

For whether or not it’s the last season, please see the methodology of the “show’s perspective.”

Rookie Blue Season 5 Preview…

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is a gift.

  • Gail and Holly kissing
  • Steve and Traci kissing
  • Dov and McNally in a storyline together
  • McNally in plaid. Red plaid. In a ponytail.
  • Holly in glasses
  • Did I mention the Pecks kissing their ladies?
  • BECAUSE THE PECKS ARE KISSING THEIR LADIES!!!!!!

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Over-analyzing .3 seconds of low quality vid, but I think Gail has cut off her own damn hair. *squints* Seriously, it looks like there’s hair all over the back of her shirt. And the bangs? To quote Sophia on OITNB, “That shit is broke.” That ain’t no professional trim. But I dig it. 

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Part 12 - Gail & Holly - Texting saga continues

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Gail:
Fionnula Minerva

Lunchbox:
What?

Gail:
My middle name

Lunchbox:
Uh huh.

Gail:
What u doin?

Lunchbox:
Working and I should get back to it.

Gail:
Ah. Such a good nerd.

Gail:
I like u

Lunchbox:
I like you too.

Gail:
U don’t like me do you?

Lunchbox:
I just said I did?

Gail:
You’re my friend

Lunchbox:
Yes, Gail.

Gail:
K

Lunchbox:
What’s going on?

Gail:
Nuffin

Lunchbox:
Where are you?

Gail:
Nowhere

Lunchbox:
Gail

Gail:
Lunchbox

Lunchbox:
What are you doing?

Gail:
Sleeping.

Lunchbox:
You are in bed?

Gail:
Yupppp.

Lunchbox:
I thought you were at work?

Gail:
I guess I’m still on the clock.

Lunchbox:
So you are working but you are in bed.

Gail:
U are soooooo smart. I like that about u. I like u.

Lunchbox:
You are acting weird, even more so than usual.

Gail:
I thought u liked that I was weird.

Lunchbox:
I like everything about you but what’s going on? Did you eat something bad? Was it your lunch?

Gail:
Lol. I can handle anything but not baby elephants.

Lunchbox:
OMG Gail, you didn’t, did you? Please tell me you’re not high right now from that pot you found this morning?

Gail:
Haha

Lunchbox:
Seriously? You could lose your job, Gail! You need to stop!

Gail:
Would it help if I said I ate a pot brownie instead?

Lunchbox:
No! Of course not! OMG!

Gail:
Well good. Because I didn’t and I didn’t smoke anything either. I can’t believe u would think I would do something like that. This makes me soooooooo sad. Peck’s don’t get sad or was that Peck’s don’t cry? I can’t remember.

Lunchbox:
OMG! You are infuriating sometimes.

Gail:
Cheeses! I’m sorry.

Lunchbox:
No, I’m sorry.

Gail:
Why are u sorry?

Lunchbox:
What? Because of what you JUST said! That I jumped to conclusions.

Gail:
When did I say that?

Lunchbox:
There is something seriously wrong right now. I am leaving work and coming to you. Stay put.

Gail:
Ok, do u need directions?

Lunchbox:
No, I know where you live.

Gail:
But I am not at home.

Lunchbox:
You said you were in bed sleeping?

Gail:
My bed is not the only one that exists u big nerd. U have a bed, hotels have beds and hospitals have beds.

Lunchbox:
You are in the hospital right now aren’t you?

Gail:
I knew u would figure it out eventually. U are sooooooo smart. Do u need directions or do u know where the hospital is?

Lunchbox:
And you are as high as a kite, right?

Gail:
Oxy! Oxy! Oxy! Oi! Oi! Oi!

Lunchbox:
I take it back. I don’t like you.

Gail:
Yeah right. U love me, nerd.

Lunchbox:
You are going to be so embarrassed when you read this back later.

Gail:
Not if I delete my messages. Peck’s don’t get embarrassed, or was that high? I can’t remember. Peck’s aren’t supposed to do a lot of things.

Lunchbox:
I still have all the evidence. Will you stop fucking around now and tell me what happened?

Gail:
I got burrrrrrrrrrrrrrrned. Burny! Burny! Burny! Oi! Oi! Oi!

Lunchbox:
Okay, how bad is it?

Gail:
Well it hurts a lot. So I assume it’s bad, Holly. Really, really, truly baddddd. Kinda like when I was sick, remember that?

Lunchbox:
This is a chemical burn?

Gail:
Drain cleaner on my wrist.

Lunchbox:
Shit.

Gail:
That is what I have been saying. I think our brains are connected or something. Are u reading my mind right now?

Lunchbox:
Are you thinking “I am such an asshole for ignoring my friend Holly all day and for giving her a heart attack just now”?

Gail:
Probably.

Lunchbox:
Yes, then I’d say I am reading your mind.

Gail:
Well get out of there! I have private thoughts up there!

Lunchbox:
I am starting to think you don’t have a brain up there at all.

Gail:
Will u pick me up in 90 minutes?

Lunchbox:
Of course I will you idiot.

Gail:
U don’t plan on sleeping with any of my ex boyfriends do you?

Lunchbox:
No. Definitely not on the agenda.

Gail:
Good good. U can still be my friend then.

Lunchbox:
Take a nap.

Gail:
Okie dokie.

Lunchbox:
And Gail?

Gail:
Yes, my meerkat?

Lunchbox:
Your middle names aren’t really Fionnula Minerva are they?

Gail:
No, that would just be dumb now wouldnt it, Holly Molly Stewart.

Lunchbox:
Thank Christ! And no, the M in my email address does not stand for Molly.

Gail:
I’m sleepy.

Lunchbox:
Then go to sleep. See you when you wake up.

Gail:
Mmm k. Elephants.

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