Come back, McShane!

HBO decides it's better to walk out "Big Love" after "The Sopranos" this March, rather than "Deadwood" as was planned earlier -- presumedly because of the good buzz their Bill Paxton-starrer is getting. Plus, its gives a leg up to their fledgling family member, all but ensuring its success.

Hell, HBO could rerun old eps of "Tic Tac Dough" at 10 p.m. on Sundays and have it smash.

But what about us? The "Deadwood"-deprived? Cocksuckin' hooples take away our fucking diurnal viewing ritual, and then walk away into the thoroughfare without so much as a "fare-thee-fuckin'-well." I'd be of a mind to twelve-point them cocksuckers in front of all their fuckin' commiserates, to instill the fuckin' lesson and keep none from the delusion that my fuckin' caprices can be lightly fucked with.

Bottom line is, I have to wait until Dirt-Worshipping-Heathen Summer for new episodes, while I'm jonesing now. American Idol -- you better taste good for the rest of this season.

I also love that Al Swearengen used to be the man they called "Lovejoy" (above).