The gods did not want me to watch the Grammys. Less than an hour in and Nay-nay called. She just had surgery on Friday and was sitting at home all bummed out and in pain, so since I am not a heartless monster, I muted the show and gave her my mostly undivided attention. We talked for almost 2 hours, so now I am surfing the interwebs to try and find
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