Please save me from your followers!  They are quite whacked, you know.  Not fully playing with a full deck.  The lights are on, but no one's home.  The dullest tool in the shed.  Not exactly the sharpest knives in the drawer, so what is a girl to do?

I can only sit in silence for so long, before my forked tongue will get the best of me.  According ( Read more... )