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Woo! 'How I Met Your Mother' Recap

November 18th, 2008 10:20am EST
How I Met Your MotherI have done a lot of "woo" lately. A lot. During the last few months I was an unmarried, kinda depressed, jobless guy (an era that officially ended today - woo!) living in Manhattan who needed quite a few sips of grandpa's old cough medicine to make it through ... if you know what I mean (wink, wink). Kind of the exact same situation Robin (Cobie Smulders) is going through on How I Met Your Mother, well, except for the "guy" part.

Yes, when you are sober there is nothing more annoying than the fist few notes of Journey's "Don't Stop Belivin'" because soon to follow, nay, always to follow, will be the "woo!" Especially if one frequents bars such as Brother Jimmy's, which appeared to have been meticulously reproduced -- except for the mechanical bull -- in Monday night's episode. But yeah, Robin does deserve to "woo," and so did I.

Look, I love Barney (Neil Patrick Harris) but Monday night wasn't he a bit of a, pardon my French, dick? I usually quite enjoy his hi-jinks, but costing Ted (Josh Radnor) the biggest break of his career by voting for the Swedish architecture firm? I know, in the end, Barney righted his wrong; however, the fact he would, even for a minute, put an office in a dinosaur shaped building in front of his friendship with Ted does ring a bit, again, dickish. And seriously, who in their right mind would want to work in a building shaped like a tyrannosaurus rex? Think about that for a minute, I mean seriously think. Everyone in town would be bitching about that eye-sore and you would have to excuse yourself from every one of those conversations in an effort to avoid group scorn. No thanks.

So yeah, the "woo" may be obnoxious, but sometimes it's needed just to make it through another day. And come on: New York City is the perfect place! It's really a city with little to no repercussions. No one is tempted to drive drunk because they have no car, the bars are open late and everyone is most likely just as drunk as you are. Robin is lucky and I've made this point before; New York City is the greatest city in the world to be depressed in. Woo!

Fire Marshall. Ha!

Mike Ryan
Story by Mike Ryan

Starpulse contributing writer




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