‘American Horror Story: My Roanoke Nightmare’ Recap 6×02: Missing O.J. Yet?
I belong to a very lucky subset of people that have really bad reactions to painkillers. Fun for me! So while I'm in recovery for a knee that I sub-located while lurking in a detached basement silo to capture a pig monster(?) stealing my own daughter from her home so I can play the world's shittiest game of Hide and Go Seek seeing how many more hours of TV I can claim credit for while repackaging some of my worst tropes into a sixth season, because everyone loved The People v. O.J. Simpson, right? Because of Cuba Gooding Jr.? He was absolutely the best part of that program, and of any program, so let's just SHOW HIM THE MONEY-SLASH-ENTRAILS, GUYS! falling on a hardcover book while running after an Uber, you'll have to bear with my nonsensical recap of this week's American Horror Story: My Roanoke Nightmare. It's because I'm making the fun cost/benefit analysis between severe pain and spending hours in a bathroom puking.