W is for Who Shot JR?
As a little girl I remember going to bed when the theme song for Dallas came on. This was an adult show that I was not allowed to watch. I could still hum the song perfectly. I couldn’t wait until I was grown up enough to watch this show. We even got our picture taken in front of the South Fork Ranch that the show took place at.
I am not sure why I thought I was missing something, but the theme song made enough of an impact that when the show came back, I was ecstatic. We immediately starting taping the episodes and I was hooked. WOW, it was so much better than I ever imagined! This show was filled with deviant twists and turns. It was like reality on steroids! It didn’t matter to me that all the characters had grown up, because I didn’t know the characters the first time around.
As a kid, I remember playing this game on my fingers. All the cool kids did it. Start with your thumb and work your way to your pinkie. Say a word for each finger. When you are on the last word, put that finger down. Who-shot-J-R...ring finger down. Who-shot-J-R...pinkie down. The last time you start with your middle finger and head towards your thumb...Who-Shot-J-R...middle finger down. Then you take your thumb and pointing finger (the only two left) and position it like a gun and aim it at the other person and scream...”YOU DID!”
Little did I know, this silly little game was totally legit. So when season two of the new show ended, I was left to wonder who shot JR? I’m so excited for the next season! I feel so grown up watching this grown up show! Little Man is hooked too. Probably not the most educational show he could watch, but I call it family time. I don’t want him to grow up feeling the emptiness inside that I felt. Just kidding, really it’s the only way to get him to stay quiet for an entire 45 minutes (excluding commercials).
If you aren’t watching this show, I recommend it. It is 45 minutes of pure awesomeness. Get the first two seasons on DVD and catch up before the third one starts!!
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