I fell in love tonite, o my

How in the heck did I miss THIS POST in all the fun of the last two years, or has it been just a week?

You know, see, that I know that this blogger knows that being on the sidewalk when someone's PTSD is triggered by a bus that just drove by and splashed water all over the poor damsel does NOT make me mean, wrong, or responsible for: 1) the original trauma, 2) the trigger, or 3) not giving a shit.

I love you, you humorless bitch.



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