That was fan-freaking-tastic. (Well, maybe not as fan-freaking-tastic as "Sweetums" or "The Flu," but pretty damn close.) Loved Joan Callamezzo. Loved the Indian chief and his fake ceremonies. Loved Donna breaking Ann out of her funk. And most of all, I loved the harvest festival itself. It looked like a blast. I wish it weren't fictional; I'd surely go!
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