God, hes left as on aur oun.
That woman.
Yes, she’s a horrible, soulless monster. Yes, her latest “book” is an insult to millennia of literate endeavor. But my God, do you have to keep posting those photos of her in your blogs? —Every time you say her name, you feed the dead light in her eyes, and Baby Jesus is forced to strangle another frolicking kitten. (Also, the man-hands jokes, and the bits about the Adam’s apple? Not getting funnier every time you tell them. Hate to be brutal, but.)
In my defense, I posted the photo in the same spirit with which I post photos of intestinal worms and write about smegma.
Also, you aren’t so much moved by what the Baby Jesus might be doing to those frolicking kittens which share His hypothetical plane of existence.