04-21-2015, 12:56 AM
Hmm. I better get this in before tomorrow's finale taping. But, just to clarify, when you say Season 8 predictions, do you mean…
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… “Whatever I want? Or Whatever I have to want?”
If it’s the latter, then I suppose any relatively benign storyline will do – Lenny breakup, Shamy breakup etc. Unfortunately, we all know it won’t last. The way TPTB have been writing lately, their plots have had few laughs and even fewer consequences long term.
If, however, you are asking me to write whatever I WANT, well, that’s another matter entirely.
I am a firm believer that people need to be careful for what they wish for because they might just get it. The entire eighth season of TBBT has been one long year of the Shamy (and the ratings prove it). It goes without saying that those fans are expecting an epic coitus finale, despite the fact Sheldon seems as enthusiastic at the idea of having sex with Amy as George Costanza was at the idea of marrying Susan on Seinfeld. So, if it were up to me, I’d say give the Shamy fans exactly what they want – Seinfeld style!!
Allow me to explain: I’m not sure how many of you are aware but people with avocado allergies (as was established Amy was deathly allergic to in 8:3 The First Pitch Insufficiency) are also susceptible to having other allergies as well. This is because the proteins that are found in avocados are similar to those found in other fruits and plants - two of the most prominent being latex (from the rubber tree) and bananas.
For those of you with as twisted a sense of humour as my own, you probably already know where I’m going with this. Let’s just say that before her big night of passion, Amy decides she wants to be prepared and practice unrolling contraceptives lest, when the moment comes, she’s not caught with her proverbial pants down (although one could argue that’s entirely the point now, isn’t it?).
Anyway, much like her 30 lb, T-shirt wearing bag of rice, Amy decides her monkeys’ bananas are a good Sheldon substitute on which to practice. Unfortunately, in all her excitement, she accidently purchased the “LAY TEX” instead of non-latex brand of condoms and yada, yada, yada… Bob’s your undertaker! 
Imagine the irony. Amy’s obsession with coitus is the very thing that leads to the prophylactic shocker that is her undoing. And as for Sheldon, who would have thought that non-vulcanized rubber would ultimately save a man who has spent a lifetime idolizing Spock!
Anyway, that’s what I’d do if I were in charge. Maybe it’s a good thing I’m not in charge.
A girl can dream though, can’t she?
… “Whatever I want? Or Whatever I have to want?”
If it’s the latter, then I suppose any relatively benign storyline will do – Lenny breakup, Shamy breakup etc. Unfortunately, we all know it won’t last. The way TPTB have been writing lately, their plots have had few laughs and even fewer consequences long term.
If, however, you are asking me to write whatever I WANT, well, that’s another matter entirely.
I am a firm believer that people need to be careful for what they wish for because they might just get it. The entire eighth season of TBBT has been one long year of the Shamy (and the ratings prove it). It goes without saying that those fans are expecting an epic coitus finale, despite the fact Sheldon seems as enthusiastic at the idea of having sex with Amy as George Costanza was at the idea of marrying Susan on Seinfeld. So, if it were up to me, I’d say give the Shamy fans exactly what they want – Seinfeld style!!
Allow me to explain: I’m not sure how many of you are aware but people with avocado allergies (as was established Amy was deathly allergic to in 8:3 The First Pitch Insufficiency) are also susceptible to having other allergies as well. This is because the proteins that are found in avocados are similar to those found in other fruits and plants - two of the most prominent being latex (from the rubber tree) and bananas.
For those of you with as twisted a sense of humour as my own, you probably already know where I’m going with this. Let’s just say that before her big night of passion, Amy decides she wants to be prepared and practice unrolling contraceptives lest, when the moment comes, she’s not caught with her proverbial pants down (although one could argue that’s entirely the point now, isn’t it?).
Anyway, much like her 30 lb, T-shirt wearing bag of rice, Amy decides her monkeys’ bananas are a good Sheldon substitute on which to practice. Unfortunately, in all her excitement, she accidently purchased the “LAY TEX” instead of non-latex brand of condoms and yada, yada, yada… Bob’s your undertaker! Imagine the irony. Amy’s obsession with coitus is the very thing that leads to the prophylactic shocker that is her undoing. And as for Sheldon, who would have thought that non-vulcanized rubber would ultimately save a man who has spent a lifetime idolizing Spock!
Anyway, that’s what I’d do if I were in charge. Maybe it’s a good thing I’m not in charge.
A girl can dream though, can’t she?