NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Well, it has happened: The funniest television show EVER has been cancelled by the wonderful people at FOX and so must begin the painful mourning period in which I will ponder the existence of a world without ARRESTED DEVELOPMENT. Alas! I must suffer through an agonizingly slow death, in which the next few weeks will be AD free with only 5 more, new groudbreakingly hilarious episodes airing starting in December. I must say goodbye...(for now). PLEASE, HBO, PLEASE!

Rest in Peace:

Gob (George Oscar Bluth II): Even though the Alliance of Magicians has banished you, you will forever remain top banana in my book. I guess this is the final countdown, but here's hoping you segue onto another network. Goodbye, mon frere. (That means 'brother' in Spanish. I don't know why I know that. I took five years of German).

Buster Bluth: Oh, Buster. I've got to hand it to you, you have managed to survive the army, Lucille, Lucille II, and of course, a loose seal, all the while maintaining your mother/boyish charm. Lucille once hinted that you are her fourth least favorite offspring, and I have to agree with her. I'll be your brownish area with points anyday. Goodbye, brother.

Lindsay Bluth Funke: I think this says it all. Michael: "Come on, face it. You just do all this charity crap just to stroke your ego. You don't even know what the auction's for tonight." Lindsay: "The wetlands." Michael: "To do what with them?" Lindsay: "Dry them." Michael: "Save them. "