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The return of the hottest brothers on television


Once upon a time, I had no idea how I was to survive the end of the Supernatural season. First, there was the anxiety over whether there would be a third season. When confirmation came through that there would indeed be more of The Delectable Winchesters, I couldn't believe how long I had to wait for the next season.

But the television heart is resilient - it finds other ways to fill the void. It limits its visits to the Supernatural website and slowly weans itself off The Brotherly Medicine. It finds other television shows to like, other forms of entertainment to obsess over.

Time flies when you're having fun, and lo and behold, it is now October and the first episode of season 3, entitled The Magnificent Seven, will be airing in the US tomorrow, the 4th of October. My 'ardent admiration' for Supernatural has faded a bit but I am keen to see what happens next. How will the Winchesters dig themselves out of the hole they've dug themselves into? How much ragging will they get from the other hunters about how they stupidly released a whole bunch of demons into the world? Will the two new lady characters fit into the Supernatural world or are they just going to be annoying bints, because that's the only way TV knows how to portray strong women? We'll just have to see, won't we?

There's a little video recap on the CW network website and it has the brothers in all their cheesy, mullet rock glory, for those of you who have need of a little reminder of what has happened so far. Oh but if you're in Asia and watching Supernatural on AXN, you might not want to be spoiled since we're only up to Folsom Prison Blues at the moment.
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