How I Met Your Mother: "The Perfect Week"

By Katherine Zhu

4:48 p.m. Feb. 3 2010

Photo courtesy of CBS.com

How I Met Your Mother: “The Perfect Week”

Oh, if only my perfect week was as simple as seven nights of sex.

The gang is having a crappy week. Plus 20 for reading my mind. At least we both have Barney’s ridiculous exploits to distract us, which are sure to be fabulous.
Barney sets a personal goal for a “Perfect Week.” Objective: sleep with the first girl he hits on for seven nights in a row. Plus 20.
Jim Nantz is interviewing Barney about his “Perfect Week.” In his head. Plus 10. Oh, and sex as a sport. Plus 10. Barney would win gold.
Marshall and Lily are struggling to find more couple friends, how cute. They end up driving their one prospect away with a simple blunder: “our toothbrush.” Minus 5.
Yes, Marshall and Lily share a toothbrush. I can’t decide if this is cute or excessive. Minus 5.
One of Ted’s students dropped his class because Ted’s a racist. “What kind of name is Cook Poo? Come on guys, at least come up with a better fake name.” Boo. Minus 5 for driving that poor girl to tears. Minus 10 for bad Asian stereotyping – I can think of funnier stereotypical names.
Ted recounts this to Robin and Marshall, and it wouldn’t be HIMYM if a whole slew of “poo” jokes didn’t ensue. Robin: “She’s flushing her education away!” Plus 5.
Robin is sure that her date from the beginning of the week will call, even though she’s not that into him. Minus 10 for arrogance.
Ted used Marshall and Lily’s shared toothbrush. Plus 10.
Barney’s distracting himself from the fact he may be fired at the end of the week. Sex as distraction, plus 5.
Oh, and Robin also used the shared toothbrush. Plus 10.
“There’s no such thing as a jinx.” Silly Lily. Don’t interrupt the Barnacle when he’s working. Minus 5.
The triumphant swell of music at the episode’s end signaling Barney’s seventh girl ties the sports theme in perfectly. Plus 10.
When there’s an order for “Cook Poo” at the bar, Ted’s convinced the rest of the gang set him up and starts ranting about what a horribly funny name Cook Poo is. Too bad the real Cook Poo is standing in the corner, waiting for her food. Minus 10.