I don't have a point.
Joss Whedon betrayed his wife. I don't see how that translates to Joss Whedon betrayed woman kind. Someone please make it make sense without turning it into a treatise about the time you were sexually assaulted.
I guess we have decided we are not going on the Flogging Molly Cruise next year. I'm okay with that.
Three years was good. We have a retirement to plan and I have to figure out how to escape unscathed to Frankfest.
Dear Samantha, if you are reading this, I would never go to Frankfest without you. Now look away.
I totally would go without her.
Titty sprinkles!
