We seem to feel the same way. Flaming June and I were all a-flutta.

Alright, fine. The wigs were...less than optimal. But other than that, it was the very bestest Buffy episode to date.

::criticizes wigs::

::drools over baby!Spike::

::sticks fingers in ears and sings la la la to other criticism, even though I have my own::

I have not even watched tonight's Buffy yet (what else is new?), but you do know that could not possibly be any more adorable right now, don't you?

I blush! I interrupt my spaghetti dinner to come and blush at you!

::blush::

::bouncing wildly back to pasta::

You rock my world. Let's have gay sex. And I promise not to wear a funny wig. Well, not all the time.

::licks LMPTM::

Gay sex! Gay sex and spanking!

And after the spanking, the oral sex.

Oral gay sex!

::sends love vibes to you::

Yes! Spanking and oral sex! Gay sex and spanking! And then I will steal your underwear!

::roots through your underwear drawer::

Word to that. Also, I did a lot of cheering for Buffy in this episode. She was really talking and behaving like an adult, and an adult that I'd like to be friends with. She was cool.

She was! She rocked. I will actually have things to say about this, probably tomorrow.

I just glanced at my friends list, and I'm glad I decided not to read reviews tonight--I swear, I saw one cutaway with a pointed warning of negative crit within, and it literally turned my stomach--just that, without even reading it. Jesus. Sometimes I just want the power to turn off all dissenting opinion. Turn on the power of love, baby. I mean, intellectually, sure, I know that diversity of opinion is a beautiful rainbow, but in my heart and gut I'm horrified, like, Get thee behind me, ya big Satan-y fools! How can you not love it? How, how, how, how?

That was rhetorical. Don't answer it. Seriously, dude.

Select :smile: You and wisteria_ seem to be having the same problem.

Er, though I note now that my moment of horror was time precisely to the moment that I began to *bleed* in that special way. And thus do my hormones, like a team of precision skaters from hell, demonstrate their sway over the Annaflesh.

How can you not love it? How, how, how, how?

That was rhetorical. Don't answer it. Seriously, dude.

I'm with you. It rocked. Sure, a few things I'd have tweaked here and there (what the hell was up with Anya's hat? And the wig was scary.), but on the whole? Mmmm. New!Drew delivers the goods yet again.

::dancing happily:: Spike got his rocks back!

Your icon is scaring me. Have you really seen spoilers of badness for Spike in the last ep? *covers eyes and peers out between fingers*

I can't take any of the critical reviews tonight, either. I've been avoiding them. Loved, loved, loved this episode.

Fucking too right.

I was mesmorized; heart pounding.

Anna, I LURRRVE, you! I want to gather you up into my arms, all happy and squirming, and dance around the room with you.

I'll bet your skaters weren't even due. I'll bet they were simply overcome with emotion and could only think, "SQUEE! Gotta hit the ice..."

I think that I will not go to the forums. I might crush and bite, too, and I have no lovely fic abilities to save me from a torch-wielding mob.