I want to see a horror movie where the most likely victim turns out to be the least likely to die. I can picture it now. Everything was fine at the ranch until teens began to die. It was obvious that the killers were choosing their victims alphebetically. Fred, the third victim, died Tuesday. Katy’s next.

Katy’s got a gun. Watch as seventeen mass murderers fall one at a time. Sure they killed her friends, but this fourteen year old draws the line at her chocolate chip cookies. Look Kruger, you’re next and Katy is itching to try her new flamethrower.