Maybe Jack'll have a harder time catching him.
Captain Jack Sparrow, having consumed three times his body weight in Harrys, seems a bit shagged out currently. He's sort of floating near the surface, emitting a constant stream of snail-poo. And he deserves it.
They played the L&O/Homicide crossover tonight, which i love because it's Detectives John Munch and Lenny Briscoe hanging out together. *squee* The best quote of the two hours was their exchange when they were trying to question people in the lesbian bar:
Munch: "I don't consider a woman a lesbian unless i've been personally rejected by her."
random lesbian: "You must know a lot of lesbians."
Munch: "Look at this place, Lenny. There must be ten women for every woman in here!"
Lenny: "And all of them gorgeous."
Munch: "As soon as they invent artificial sperm in a jar, we're history, my friend."