"If you don't like how I tweet, don't follow me."
(Spoilers are writing sternly worded letters to the Pawnee City Council herein.)
So, here's one of the things I love most about Parks and Rec: After the episode airs, my phone and FB and inbox light up with messages from many of my favorite women in the world. And all of them are happy.
Suffice it to say there was MUCH COLLECTIVE SQUEEING after this episode!
I mean, you had your Leslie dressed up as Rosie the Riveter for Halloween (!!!), you had your Ann and Leslie dancing to LMFAO, you had your Ron and Diane OMG. As if that wasn't enough: FART ATTACK! Plus! Joe Mande! Good Table: $500! Case closed; candy please! Rent-a-Swag! And:
"Am I interrupting something important?" "Impossible. I work for the government."
"Gone but never forgotten. Who was that? Just kidding."
"I'm applying to the Police Academy and the manual says I have to work on my observational skills, so: Tree, leaves, night, sky, hand, Andy's hand. Pfft. What else you got?"
"The Pawnee Municipal Employees' Healthcare Plan is kinda crappy. One time, I sprained my wrist and our insurance claimed that having a wrist is a preexisting condition."
"Babe, how much should I sell this hat for?" "I dunno. Eight cents?" "Honey, this is the hat I was wearing the first time I ever heard Vitalogy by Pearl Jam!" "Ohhhhh. Nine hundred dollars." "Yeah, sounds about right."
"What are you doing now? I'm talking to you." "I'm live-tweeting this dumbass conversation."
"Don't know what you're thinking, but I'm definitely not thinking what your thinking."
"Ohhh, that's not as bad as I thought it would be." "I'm going to bid a million dollars on myself going once going twice SOLD!"
Okay, now here's where we're getting into the SERIOUS SPOILERS, so if you don't want to know, DO NOT READ BEYOND THIS POINT!
Jerry, dear Jerry, lying in his hospital bed after his fart attack: "Leslie, you can't actually plan your future. You know there are no guarantees in this world. As long as the people I love are a part of my life, I will be just fine. Hey, you want to stick around—watch some of my stories with me? Tonight's strawberry Jell-O night!"
Me, on the couch beside Iain: Sniffling in agreement, and then, when Leslie replied, "Oh my god your life is so depressing. No thank you.", thinking: "Leslie, you will know Jerry has the best life someday, after you've been married to Ben for one hundred years."
And even after thinking that, they still managed to completely surprise me with the PERFECT PROPOSAL.
"I am deeply, ridiculously in love with you." (Every man and woman who ever plans to propose to another man or woman needs to remember that line. Or steal it. Just steal it.)
"I need to remember every little thing about how perfect my life is right now at this exact moment."
And then Ben nods, and then they look around the empty room together, and then he turns back to her with tears in his eyes. Amy Poehler! Adam Scott! OMG! Parks and Recreation OMG! *faints*
P.S. Someone tell me who Chris was supposed to be. His Halloween costume—salt & pepper hair and grey jacket. I know I should know, but my brainz won't cough it up.