Is anyone else really bummed after each episode of Intervention when the subject decided to get help?
I always used to think that if ever I was the subject of an intervention that I’d listen long and hard to everyone’s weepy plea for my well being and then lean back, light a cigarette and say, “fuck off”.
Since that won’t happen, I’ll just watch re-runs of the duster girl and smile to myself.

Is anyone else really bummed after each episode of Intervention when the subject decided to get help?

I always used to think that if ever I was the subject of an intervention that I’d listen long and hard to everyone’s weepy plea for my well being and then lean back, light a cigarette and say, “fuck off”.

Since that won’t happen, I’ll just watch re-runs of the duster girl and smile to myself.

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