Shaken & Stirred: VeronicaMarsTalk

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March 15, 2006

VeronicaMarsTalk

Finally. Yay!

"Versatile Toppings" Neptune High's closeted gay teens turn to Veronica for help when a blackmailer cracks into a private online bulletin board and threatens to publicly out everyone. Kristin Cavallari guest stars.

(And I might add that Bones moves to 8 p.m. Wednesdays on Fox; it's a show that's grown on me over the past several episodes.)

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it's a show that's grown on me over the past several episodes.)

That's because it's _awesome._

(I really like this idea of having my best show and my favorite show both on the same night. Yay Wednesday!)

Posted by:Hannah | March 16, 2006 at 07:46 AM

Just didn't want to leave this episode all lonely and uncommented-on, because I loved it. Favorite lines: "That's cool." "Only in college!"

Also, thought you'd enjoy this bit of trivia: apparently there's a new "Lily Kane Memorial Fountain" on the set of Neptune High, and the cheesy poem quoted on it is from the Freaks & Geeks episode "Dead Dogs and Gym Teachers".

Posted by:Karen | March 17, 2006 at 07:18 AM

It was a good episode, but the Laguna Beach girl was awful. Bad, bad stunt casting. I also had sort of a disconnect with what's-his-guy keeping the list of names and passwords in his wallet. Huh? Even though that turned out to not be the source of the leak, I couldn't figure that one out.

Posted by:Dave Schwartz | March 17, 2006 at 03:01 PM

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