Boy, I'm really gonna miss that Sex and the City show, and all the talking about that Sex and the City show, and all the talking about talking about that Sex and the City show and what it means and who's watching it and why and how it broke new ground and showed a different side of contemporary single women and contemporary morays and cocktails and penises and dresses and shoes and that whatshername, Mrs. Broderick with her horsey face on Letterman boring the shit out of me. Did the last episode end like I said it should, with Larry David walking into the restaurant where they do their little yapyap sessions and urinating on their plates and in their martini glasses and yelling "DRINK UP YOU STUPID WHORES!"?
Yeah, I'm gonna miss that show.