Dear Baby Jeebus,
The guy who plays Dexter, television’s cuddliest, most lovable serial killer, has Hodgkin’s lymphoma. Is this some kind of twisted joke, or did you lose a bet to Satan? Why do you hate all the things that bring us joy? I swear, if you don’t fix this man, if you try to take Dexter away from me, I am going Hare Krishna. You owe me this for killing my dog. The End.
So apparently the Lord heard my prayer, because Michael C. Hall announced today that his cancer is in remission. Actually, today was the first anybody knew that he had cancer at all, let alone that he beat the disease and is poised to make a full recovery. Hall is even well enough to attend Sunday’s Golden Globe Awards where he is nominated for Best Dramatic Actor…
HOLY SHIT. JC, I think I just caught a glimpse of your master plan here. With Dexter disclosing his illness, he’s sure to garner the sympathy vote! Not to mention that he admirably suffered through his affliction in private, and with dignity! This guy is a fucking shoe in. I owe you an apology Jeebus; it seems like for once you aren’t going to kill something I love and then rub my face in it.
PS – We still drinkin this weekend, Jeebus?
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