Went yard saling on Saturday and got the 1st & 2nd seasons of that doctor show, House, for a buck.

Finally popped it in last night and ended up binging the whole first season with a half dozen or so vodka and cranberry juices. The last few episodes are a little hazy…

What a hoot this show is. House is always right, yet nobody ever believes him, the poor drugged-out crippled bastard. Even when he’s wrong, he’s right. “We have to remove the patient’s brain, put it in a blender and feed it to a dog. That’s the only way to cure crappa-assa-cocka-fucka-booba-dosis, a disease rarer than a fertile follicle on Donald Trump’s head.”

They begin prepping the patient for brain removal when all of a sudden his toenails begin bleeding and everything is put on hold just in the nick of time because toenail bleeding is a symptom of something else, not crappa-assa-cocka-fucka-booba-dosis.

Lol. It’s so corny and formulaic. I love it. If I can find the other seasons at a yard sale for a buck, I just may buy them–unless I’m low on vodka and cranberry juice, that is.