Ugh, my dad’s girlfriend was talking about a friend of hers and how somebody was preparing a (ugly discriminating titled) dish. First I was puzzled at the name of the dish and then I stared in horror as she described it, and finally cried ( Read more... )

You know you're bitter when you start rhyming "love" and "yours" with "tart" and "whores". I have GOT TO find other rhymes, really.