Have you ever had one of those days when you're sitting down to send out 108 letters when all of a sudden, you think, "Aw shit, Pushing Daisies is canceled," and your whole day devolves into a swirling vortex of rage and despair? No? Just me?
It hit me this morning, as I remember my strangely vivid Pushing Daisies dream, which involved Ned and
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