I feel for everyone who isn’t having the time of their fucking lives with The Vampire Lestat. Every week I clap and cheer for the antics of the world’s saddest buzzword-laden bisexual crash-out diva and his crew of the least healed men to ever grace the small screen. The songs are cringe delightfully camp, the wigs are a nightmare, I’m living my best life, I’m loving every second. Why the fuck would you have a blood shower in your tour bus. The onscreen mother-son incest is only like the third wildest thing happening in any given episode. It’s insane. I never want it to end
It really cannot be sufficiently stressed that a blood shower is completely unworkable. Do you have one of those coffee machines with a milk fridge in your office? Have you noticed how often the milk delivery jams so you can't make a latte? Now imagine that with a substance that coagulates as soon as it meets air. You'd have to either maintain a careful mixture of blood and anti-coagulant, or keep as much air as possible out of the blood tank (which needs to be periodically topped off, of course). And either way, as soon as it ends up in the pipes, it would start clogging.
And this they apparently put on a bus? With a switch so you can get water and blood out of the same shower head? I need to know which member of the entourage has a plumbing certificate, because they should be working on that job full time.
