Man, these commercials just aren't long enough.
Slut-Girl and Meghan are in Slut-Girl's car on the way to the rave. Meghan is complaining that the map is really hard to understand. Slut-Girl explains that the police have a better time finding the place if they use neon signs. Slut-Girl's hair is in tiny pigtail flips all along the top of her head and the back of her hair is down. Same amount of purple eye shadow. Lots of glitter on both of them. Jodie says that if they can't find the place they can just go home. Meghan says, "No, no way, I totally blew at my mother tonight, I'm not going home." "Meghan, I know like, you're totally into this 'I'm a bad-ass' scene, but it's just a party." Slut-Girl is my favorite. Like, totally. Go on with your non-smoking ass, Slut-Girl. Meghan says she just wants to go out and have fun and forget about Clay. She's already in trouble, so she might as well just go out and stay out all night. "Ooh, angry teenager," Slut-Girl says with her waggly-head. "How not original?" It's like I'm stuck in some episode of Saved By the Bell. Meghan says that Slut-Girl is starting to sound like her mother. Slut-Girl goes into her troubled-teen-bad-parent monologue that always begins with, "Do you know what my mother said to me tonight?" Pony Boy looks at her. "Hey, Jo, don't get pregnant. I mean, what kind of mother would you like to have?" Meghan looks out the window as if she's learned something. Matt Dillon runs up to my television screen with a pocketknife and screams, "Let's do it for Jodie, man! Let's do it for Jodie!"