It’s been awhile now season one of HBO’s “True Blood” ended. Y’all remember what a infinitely watchable shitballs ridiculous show that was? Easy to watch. Impossible to enjoy. What a shitshow it was — possibly the worst collection of Southern accents ever put on display, but who could listen? Everybody just kept fucking, and went on watching. Vampire sex is hard to resist.
Anyway, season two is heading our way now. It starts in mid-June, and the promos are starting to roll out. The latest has the vocal stylings of Bob Dylan and a lot of titillating blood. I’ve been considering canceling my HBO subscription every since “Big Love” went off the air, and the debut of “True Blood” may be the impetus that finally prompts me to do so. Not because I won’t watch it, but because I will. And then I’ll hate myself afterward. And it’s only a matter of time before brother and sister vampirefuck.