How I met your mother
Posted by: francisonfire
For the past few years, I have tried to subdue to my negative feelings and become more a composed figure.
I like to think my fuse has been replaced by a more complicated destruction sequence that requires a retina scan, a voice sensitive password and the turning of two keys simultaneously to activate the anger explosion. I have hired many security experts and analysts to maintain this safeguard and a part from a few minor breaches at the main security gates; the terror level has not passed green. History has taught me one important lesson; no matter how secure or powerful anything is, there is always something that can crumble any entity. The Germans didn’t wear mittens and in turn, the Russian winter got the better of them. Napster didn’t have the legislative backing to topple Metallica and the P2P network ended up drawing the shortest straw in that battle. And now, after building a secure empire of my own, How I Met Your Mother proves to be the greatest threat to my well being since consuming KFC and bourbon in the same night.
I realise that I can hate on a variety of contemporary sitcoms but I chose this horrible show for a three reasons. Number one, I refuse to degrade and/or compliment Two and a Half Men because I refuse to refer to Charlie She…. See, I didn’t even finish that sentence. Number two, Big Bang Theory is just bull plop. You’re a bunch of super smart nerds, we get it. Why can’t you be like those cool nerds who steal a prized pig, roll it up in a carpet and throw it off a bridge? The final reason is that I just hate Neil Patrick Harris and his suits. I find it hard to believe a man with average looks in average looking suits can score that much. Your mother wouldn’t date that. I also do not understand the concept of suiting up. I don’t mind wearing a suit. It is sometimes okay to wear a suit. If you’re sticking someone six feet under or witnessing a man or lady agreeing to stay with another man or lady for better or worse, I have no objections to looking as good as Ron Burgundy. But you shouldn’t be wearing one everyday Doogie. I thought you were smarter than that. I find it extremely hard to believe you could perform an appendectomy at the age of 16.
The overall quality of the show is what the French call, les incompetent. The jokes are terrible. I still cannot comprehend why it seems likes comedy genius to end one season with show with ‘Legen’ and then start the next season with ‘dary’. If I looked up the facebook profile of the people who would like that, I bet you that I would find out you they like Avatar, Max Brenner and your last status update would have been sent from your iPhone. That says enough about the fans of the show. But I could guess some of you may say that my argument lacks sufficient depth to support my claim. And you have a valid point. My response is that, the show is horrible. I really wish I could have more backing to this hate but I can’t watch more than two minutes before I start gnawing on the dry wall.
The pages of history will show you that with every great empire, there is great story of decline and defeat. It has also taught me that most of Mr Patrick-Harris’ shows will eventually get cancelled. For now, the Francisonfire Empire will bide its time and strike again when How I Met Your Mother is cancelled.