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I generally don’t like country music, but I do like this guy. Oops, I guess that’s a spoiler. Please keep reading, I promise it’s entertaining.
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I generally don’t like country music, but I do like this guy. Oops, I guess that’s a spoiler. Please keep reading, I promise it’s entertaining.

Sometimes I can’t think of an intro to write before the jump, so I just stare at the screen with what I assume is a blank, soulless look in my eyes. I could say something profound about how Pink Rangers don’t always have to be the “girly-girl” or the “pretty one” and how Syd is an example of how to execute both of those things while not overindulging and also balancing them out with other things, but you and I both know that already.
Wait, you don’t? Okay well fuck here’s Syd.
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After a handful of seasons, Power Rangers had become accustomed to mixing things up with the introduction of the Sixth Ranger, someone outside the core team who gains Ranger powers one way or another. Sometimes they formally joined the team, sometimes they didn’t. When it came time to adapt GoGoV, the crew hit a bump in the road: aside from an ally who wore some face-revealing armor in a chunk of episodes, the show didn’t really have a sixth member.
So like any good American, they said, “Screw it, we’ll do it ourselves.” And that’s how we got Ryan, the first American-made Power Ranger. [citation needed]
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“Wow. It took a global pandemic for me to get back on this shit. I think I’m gonna be a bit more productive for the time being, so look forward to more entries sooner rather than later.”
Those are the words I said at the end of my last post. Then a whole lot of crap happened. Just a lot of shit. In addition to that, I had to watch Megaforce again. Do you understand what I put myself through? Unbelievable.
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Hey everyone. Things are weird right now, huh? I got myself sick. I haven’t left my house in about a week. I’m getting better, though. My nose is just stuffy.
Anyway, here’s Tanya.

The stereotypical “valley girl” is a pretty dumb one, right? All they talk about is shopping and boys and nails. They’re airheads who pepper the word “like” into their speech as if it’s a punctuation mark. They only associate with other valley girls and surround themselves with jocks who will kiss their toes for a chance to take them to the Sock Hop or whatever.
And then there’s Kimberly Hart, a character that – while initially feeding into these preconceived notions of a pretty, upper-middle class teenage Californian – became more than the sum of her parts.