I guess you could say that I’m my group of friend’s resident TV guy, a cross I’ve willing accepted to bear. For the past couple months or so, I’ve been hyping USA’s new hit series “Mr. Robot.” For those of you who haven’t seen the show yet, think if it were physically possible for Fight Club, Swordfish, and Breaking Bad to reproduce and create a baby, the ensuing offspring would probably look quite a bit like Mr. Robot. For those of you who have been watching, last night’s finale went off the rails. We were so far out in left field that Adam Dunn would be proud, but all in the finale had it’s fair share of twists and turns true to Mr. Robot fashion and really set the stage wade open for next season. So if you still need to get your Mr. Robot fix on or you’re thinking about firing up the old DVR and getting caught up to speed (you should all be thinking that), then how about trying this one on for size. The show’s three main female characters, Darlene, Angela, and Tyrell Wellick’s Scandinavian supermodel wife, you gotta fuck one, marry one, kill one. Go.
Easy decision to bang the crazy broad here. Darlene helped orchestrate a massive worldwide economic meltdown not to mention she has a blood relative that is a clinically diagnosed schizo. Tough to get much crazier than that. Some dudes may be headed for the hills, but a guy like me who tends to make poor decisions when it comes to women and in life, I’m all in.
M- Tyrell Wellick’s Wife
Another no brainer to put a ring on Wellick’s chick. Tall? Check. Rich? Check. Cooks? Check. Some sort of Scandinavian or Eastern European lineage that turns me on but also kind of scares me at the same time? Check.
Kind of disconcerting that home girl was willing to just up and leave Tyrell right then and there in the hospital room minutes after having their first born child, but that was because Tyrell killed a bitch, something I don’t necessarily see me doing in the immediate future so I won’t hold that one against her.
K – Angela
Don’t get me wrong, Angela is a babe, but she’s always nagging Elliot about not being emotionally available or getting caught up in the middle of some bizarre nude picture hacking scheme or just other general negativity that I don’t need in my life. Plus Angela looks like someone I know. Not like a fellow TV character or celebrity, but like someone I’ve personally rubbed elbows with and for the life of me I can’t figure out what it is. Almost to the point of wanting to take my own life, so if somebody is gonna go, it may as well be Angela. Sorry, Ang. Looks like you’re the odd girl out.