Wow, Mr. Chomps, way to bring me down with the most depressing Doors song possible. You do know that it’s just the end of season 3, right? That the finale got monster, huge ratings and Rick, Daryl and the whole gang will be back next season. Well, not the whole gang, which brings me to the task at hand. Season finale recap. What a season it has been for everyone on The Walking Dead, we’ve seen death and birth, and lots of rebirth, we’ve seen shoot-outs and sit-downs, and kerfuffles of all sorts, we’ve seen fire and we’ve seen rain, we’ve seen sunny days that we thought would never end. Wait, that’s depressing James Taylor. Regardless, there are folks that I’m sure we’ll see one more time again, no matter where they ended this episode. Let’s get to it, shall we…
So, I took this Walking Dead character quiz, which took for-effing-ever to load, so I caution you against it, however, if you must, you can find it here. If you do, come back and tell me who you are. So, yeah anyway, I did take it, and sweet Christ on a cracker, I got Andrea.
Could the wizards at AMC sense my love of hot showers, well-meaning interference and uncanny ability to pick the wrong guy, or the right guy at the wrong time (I bet Phil was swell before the whole going bonkers thing), through my responses to just 7 questions? Whatever.
So, speaking of Andrea, this week, girlfriend had a hard time, huh? And Tyreese, shit’s about to get not-so-good there, right? And the Governor, homie is strait-up buggin’. Let’s just get started, shall we?
You aren’t kidding, Chomps! It’s the big meet-up at the crappy, old barn and our boys Rick and El Goverino do everything but sniff each others butts and pee their names in the snow. Such men they are! We also learn more about Woodbury’s laughable excuse for a Daryl, Caesar. Speaking of Daryl, you’d think there would be more of him in an episode with “arrow” in the title, right? Whatevs, to the blahking!