So its afternoon and the gals look up in broad daylight and see the blood moon. They walk around for a minute and its pitch dark out. Did da BOOTCHA! turn off the lights?

I am da Boocha! Nice job Kathy Bates. The Brit and Blondie fishlips girls who wont stop screaming are getting really old.

Texting teens and pillow talk in the bleachers. That is not setting a mood that is filling time with crap imbetween car ads. There is lots of good stuff in there.. the parallel of the drug kid wandering around in a daze is very similar to Ricks day one out of the hospital. The police footage was creepy.