After increasingly cussing the TV as the level of stupid rose higher and higher, we made it to the part where magic purple witch spray was used. I paused the TV and my girl and I just looked at each other, we were done.

Also, who the fuck writes in a fucking basement in New Orleans? Not motherfucking Anne Rice. So stupid.

We’re finishing up the second season of Interview with a Vampire. Other than a bad Southern accent in the first season, it’s excellent and super queer. Highly recommend.