:(

I
Fucked
UP.

I thought puckgoodfellow's niece's christening was NEXT sunday.

I am a mook. A big fat fucking mook. I must call his sister and beg forgiveness and offer my heiney for whipping and a pound of my flesh (take two! there's plenty!) and spin straw into gold and make her laff like a woodpecker and bring her hassenpfeffer and her pipe and her bowl and her fiddlers three and OH MAN I am so goddamned embarrassed.

I am a big fat mook. Oh man. I have not fucked up this bad in like....EVER.

*seppuku* I DISHONOR THE HOUSE OF SIANNAN.

Upside: I did not have to deal with puckgoodfellow's uncle getting drunk and slurring all over me and J. like he did at the wedding last year. It's creepy how that guy gloms onto me. GET AWAY FROM ME YOU OVERGROWN SOUSED FAGELIM, YOU SMELL BAD AND YOU SWEAT PROFUSELY AND YOU LOOK LIKE HARRY CAREY WITH THOSE GOGGLES.

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RUNNING AROUND DOING 18 THINGS AT ONCE AAAAAAGGGHHHH

fear the XX.

I love how they call them "radical".

I wonder how they would deal with some oldschool Riot Grrls. Randall, you've been allowed to prattle long enough. Time to get in your special chair and fingerpaint. AND GET RID THAT FETUS YOU KEEP IN THE TUPPERWARE, ALREADY.

Better yet, go accept your gay son. Clean your own house before you scream in front of the White House.

Miss Jackson if you're nasty

Everything that is going to shit lately is the fault of one thing, and one thing only:

JANET JACKSON'S RIGHT NIPPLE.

THE TIT HEARD ROUND THE WORLD.