I’ll be honest with you, I’m not a huge fan of Girls. Maybe it’s because I’m about to turn 39 years-old and can no longer enjoy things in life due to the high amount of cynicism and artery plaque build up that is slowly destroying my once vibrant body…I don’t know.
But I do like the possibility of people being murdered in their shower stalls so, yeah, this version of Lena Dunham‘s Girls might actually do it for me.
Like I said, there’s a lot wrong with me.
Source: The Week