Seriously dude, the mall is haunted.

Finally, TV Execs are waking up and making shows that cater to my demographic: horny single chicks that pick their toes and mentally masturbate while flipping through the latest A&F catalog.
The WB has this new show called Supernatural that was on last night. What's the premise? Who gives a shit. Something to do with ghosts, given the title. They run around, they drive around, they freak out and there's some yelling. I don't really listen to what they're saying, I just watch their mouths. Gosh, they're so dang purty. There must be some sort of paranormal activity which requires them to take off their pants. Or smear oil over their chests. Oh let's face it, they could sell Post Its on QVC for three hours and I'd still watch. Note to writers: make an episode where their clothes get ripped off by...um...a haunted tornado and there's no Gap or JCrew for miles.