Olde Wan Kenobi

Frink of televisual renown, thou sees socks at every turn. I wonder good sir, are thine feet cold?

But oh dear lord in heaven I writeth my next with no jest, as I remind ye of the sad death of poor Rush Clovis the young and chiseled. Fallen and splattered from heights lofty in episode the seventh of The Warring Clones Tales final whimper this very year.

Sadeth for fickle Padme at least, who else among us mourns for dull bags of tools such as these?

Thine ears needeth tuning kind sirs. King James of old is younger than the tongue with which I addresseth thee... Yet it matters not for another hast perished in the meanwhile!

In this fifth season past of Ye Olde Vampyr Journals of Overplotted Exhaustion, ancient and would be immortal doppleganger progenitor Silas did meeteth his sticky end at the fabulously coiffured (and ironic) hand of his facesake, one Stefan Salvatore. His spirit liveth on in various rating baiting ways but with his body both stabbed and buried we can sayeth with some certainty that he did indeed die in episode the seventh.

A mere week hast passed since the well monikered and fine bearded Karl Rask, merchant of weaponry and frightener of small children and fluffy animals alike, did desperately yet knowingly grab himself a stray hand grenade and pulleth at the pin. The resulting detonation sent him to the great beyond where his maker undoubtedly had one or two questions to asketh him.

This incident occureth, as the more discriminating and handsome of ye wilst surely know, in episode the seventh of the Jack Bauer Power Hour's ninth season.