At first I thought it might be some crazy, screwed-up rock band Hurley threw together in memory of his best bud, Charlie.
Seriously though, here are my guesses for which of our favorite Island survivors make up the Oceanic Six:
Jack, Kate, Hurley, Sawyer....umm, hmmm....
Oh, damned if I know!
But I am so happy Lost is back. My only gripe is with my husband, who is an obsessive flipper, and insists on flipping to NESN to check the score of the Bruins game during Lost commercials. The three minute intervals are spent with me, hissing, "Back. Back." It finally ended this evening with Rich relinquishing control of the remote and suffering through that stupid Verizon commercial - the one where the guy and girl are texting love notes to each other - oh, about 7 times.
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