OK, dude, if you want to roll with us "Trauma" watchers, you gotta feel the need for speed! See, those of us who watch this show are ADRENALINE JUNKIES, and you'd better come strong and come hard or don't come at all, brutha.
I mean, the pilot alone gave us 10 minutes of BLOWING STUFF UP before it settled into some boring scenes about the aftermath of stuff getting blown up. I hope the rest of the series isn't about feelings and crap like that because the way I see it, we could go at any minute, and so we might as well GO ALL OUT AND WATCH TRAUMA, BABY! And when we watch it, we want to see EXPLOSIONS! We want to live on the EDGE, man!
Why? That's just the way we roll, bras. If you think you can hang with us, go ahead and cowboy up and strap yourself in for some HIGH-OCTANE television. Otherwise, if you expect intelligent dialogue, characters that are more than cliches, and a general emphasis on stuff not getting blown up, then STAY HOME! Or if you are home, STAY ON CBS!
'Cause here at "Trauma," you gotta lead, follow, or get the hell out of the way, man! I'm so STOKED to watch the next episode because I LIVE FOR THIS STUFF! HOO-HAH!
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