I watched the Gilmore Girls tonight on the TV.
It was a rerun, but I never watch that show anyway.
They had these skirts on like they were in those porn films I’ve never seen.
And the father was the vampire king, commanding the lost boys to do all sorts of Corey Feldman-inspired hijinks.
She had this golden weasel hat rack from her grandmother, but I was looking at her sister’s skirt.
I wanted it to come off.
She didn’t want to be the queen, because she knew that she was trapped on the WB.
Or maybe she doesn’t know she’s beautiful.
I hold the power ring.