Well guys, I'm not quite used to cross overs, but here it is: Freddy Krueger envys Patrick Jane.
"Patrick, don't just leave Lisbon like this...no, I'm begging you...Don't do this to us!" Freddy Krueger whimpered, leaning in close to the small television he had conjured up in the middle of the boiler room.
The tv went dark after a moment, signaling the show was over.
Freddy sat back thinking over the scene 'The Mentalist' had ended on.
Patrick giving the cold shoulder to Teresa Lisbon?!
"Dear God, what is this world coming to?!" Freddy asked himself wondering over to a desk.
Perched on top of the desk were numerous TV guides, People magazines and other random magazines filled with articles on 'The Mentalist' and pictures of Simon Baker and Robin Tunney plastered on really big pages.
Freddy chose a magazine at random and flipped through it until his eyes came to rest on a picture of Patrick and Lisbon.
He gently ripped it out, stuck a piece of tape on the back and stuck it to the wall.
Freddy sighed dreamily.
Simon Baker was his none sexual man crush, meaning Simon made Freddy want to be a better guy, just so he could measure up to Patrick.
Freddy suddenly remembered the Quote book he had that featured quotes from, (You guessed it!)
Patrick Jane and Teresa Lisbon.
His favorite quotes were on the very first page.
They went something like this:
Teresa Lisbon: (Discussing Patrick) No excuses. I mistakenly treat him as a responsible adult.
Cho: Look, a goat. Goats are signs of Satan...
Teresa: So, petting zoos are like, gateways to hell?
Patrick Jane: He irks me. He's irksome.
Patrick Jane: Open it. It's not a fake turd or anything...
Patrick Jane: It's all about the balance, Grace. Yin-Yang, Nice-Bitch. A little bit of Bitch inside the nice, a little bit of nice inside the bitch. (Freddy smiled.)
Teresa: Tell me the truth.
Patrick Jane: Truth. Darth Vader? Luke's father.
Patrick Jane: She couldn't kill anyone unless they told her to in a firm voice.
Patrick Jane: Kid's a natural. Look at him go! The Cho. No business like Cho business.
Ah, Yoga. Because standing on your head listening to flute music is definitely the answer.
Freddy's body tingled.
Someone was in his boiler room...His Freddy senses were tingling.
He tossed the book to the side and crept around the corner, and stopped dead in his tracks.
His eyes grew large like saucers.
He couldn't help it...
"Yoohoo! Simon Baker?! I'm your number one fan!!!!"
Simon stood speechless.
This was going to be intresting.
(This is for you Whitney buddy!!! I love ya!)
