A two-fer story that has Debbie Schlussel bending around the go, although technically the police were responding to a domestic disturbance call and are not saying whether the stuff they detonated was actually explosive and it all takes place in Texas where people actually hire hitmen in cheerleading squad disputes so who really knows what's going on. If you've already achieved steady-state levels on your Vicodin dosage, don't forget to check out Debbie's previous exposé on the gal pals, Religion of Danger: Beware of Ugly Women with Guns & Fake Grenades @ Airports.
Says the Schlüs: "These 'chicks' are textbook examples." And she should know.
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