It’s bad enough you cancelled one of the best animated shows since The Tick (sniff, sniff) but then you have the cojones to tease me by telling me it’s coming on but then it doesn’t come on!
According to your web site, the Green One should come on at 9:30, Friday night. Well, I was home this Friday. Betcha didn’t expect that, huh? At 9:30 I was parked in front of my T.V., eagerly awaiting the Invader Zim theme song. Wanna know what I heard, instead? Wanna know? Huh? I don’t fucking remember! Know why? Because I was too blind with murderous rage to remember. Grrrrrrrrrrrr. After ten minutes of cursing the very soil on which the ediface stands which houses the room in which the vile concept of Nickelodeon was born, I hear the most glorious of sounds. Yes, I thought, it’s coming on! It’s coming on. I start dancing around my living room, after carefully checking the curtains were closed, of course. Yay! So I watch and laugh, overjoyed that I got my fix. But you weren’t done with me, you assmonkeys, were you? Oh, no. You only played one segment! I only got eleven minutes of Zim. You fuckers!!! You mickey flickey motherfuckers! One lousy, fricken fracken segment! Arrrrggggggghhhhhhhh!!!
So I manage to get on with my life, somehow. I make it through Saturday, albeit in a fog.
Today, I check the digital cable schedule. What’s scheduled to come on at 1 today? Invader Zim. Awwwwwwwwww, yeah. I set the reminder (as if I need to!), make breakfast, brew a fine pot of Trader Joe’s East Meets West coffee and check the Boards. Finally, finally one o’clock rolls around. I turn on the television and what’s on? Jimmy Fucking Neutron. Jimmy Fucking Neutron!!!. “That’s not fair!”, I screech at the T.V., “That’s not fair!” (I had to keep my anger rated G because the kids were in the room).
Dejected and depressed, I make my way to the den. Maybe, just maybe, Comcast (my digital cable provider) is the liar. I check nick.com and found that Invader Zim is supposed to come on Sundays at noon for a full hour. It didn’t come on at noon. It didn’t come on at one. It didn’t come on at one-thirty I’m not exactly hopeful for two.
So fuck you, Nickelodeon. Fuck you with a brick, sideways.