I don't know why I resisted for so long - I think a part of me believed this was an exclusively Apple thing, and I, being the ever-rebel, could not support that. Of course.
So I came late to the party.
I saw them on a Cracked video, and I kind of loved them. So, yeah, I fangirled and even bought the t-shirt.
They're irreverent at times, crass all the time, and valley girls at heart. And I love them.
I don't have crazy anxiety about getting murdered all the time, and I wouldn't even say that I'm obsessed with murder (though I do have an odd propensity to get sucked into crime solving tv shows and books from time to time, for example Sherlock, Criminal Minds, Endeavor, Lewis, and a plethora of murder mysteries by Agatha Christie and Alexander McCall Smith). I love this show, because they've managed to make the stories about serial killers and murderers palatable by adding their brand of humor and a number of idioms I catch myself thinking from time to time ("You're in a cult. Call your dad" or "Stay sexy. Don't get murdered"). I don't think I'm safer, but I've started questioning things about my own life that I had never considered - like how women are trained to be polite and helpful. And I'm reminded how fortunate I really am (something that crosses my mind all the time, but even more when I listen to these horror stories). And I ask myself if I could be as strong as some of the victims they talk about. I hope I never find out.
Anyway, on that happy note...I'm officially declaring myself a "murderino".
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