Episode Report Card Erin: A | 1 USERS: A YOU GRADE IT Hell Hath No Fury
By Erin | Season 3 | Episode 7 | Aired on 11.08.2003
Commercials. By the way, what is sexy? Because, according to Victoria's Secret, sexy is prepubescent models in really lacy underwear stalking down runways and showing people their asses. I'm not sure, but the last time I checked, "sexy" didn't involve starving yourself or getting boob jobs. But maybe that's just me. Also? If these ads are geared toward women, Victoria's Secret should really rethink their marketing strategy. I wear lingerie. What? I do! You know, when the occasion calls for it. But I certainly don't wear it down in a boiler room wherein big gusts of air push my hair around and make me, in general, look like a girl in distress, just waiting for her big man to help her escape from the prison of hot models in lingerie just like mine! I hate marketing. Which is saying a lot, since it's how I make my living.
Oops Center Parking Garage. If there is such a thing. Killjoy walks over to her car and opens the door and gets in. She puts the key in, turns it, and nothing happens. She gets out and pops the hood. She sees a little device of some sort (I have NO idea about car engines, okay? I just don't) and puts it back where she thinks it should go. We hear the sound of a gun hammer cocking and then a gun is placed to Killjoy's right ear. "Get in the car," says Billy Bob Thornton Sark, standing behind her. "Please." Killjoy replaces the hood of her car and gets into the driver's seat. Cassius Clay Sark gets in behind her and puts the gun back against her right ear.
"I've jammed the feed of the C.C. TV cameras," he says, "so let us speak freely. You know who I am?" "Yes," says Killjoy, looking at him in the rearview mirror. He's all, so…your investigation into the Lazarapolicious murder has hit a dead end, right? "What a pity," Dave Matthews Sark states. Killjoy's all, how in the HELL do you know about that? Gregory Peck Sark's all, oh, 'cuz I might have framed one of my dudes, Chavez y Chavez, hoping that, when he was captured, he'd give up the goods on my father's murderer. Killjoy's all, dude? This is the second time I've had a gun put to my head, and quite frankly, it's not really doing much for me, okay? I'm gonna assume that, if you wanted me dead, I'd be dead already, so if you have something to tell me, spit it the fuck out or get the HELL outta my car, mmm-kay? Heh. I don't quite mind the OmniAccent here, primarily because the OmniAccent is actually full-on Aussie at the moment and Melissa George is looking at David Anders like, "You gonna go? Huh? You gonna go? Because I am ALL sorts of ready for you, BRIT BOY."