FUCK YOU, LOVE INSPIRED. FUCK. YOU.

[wmetoile]

So the little girl is not dead. She's just paralyzed. Which I guess makes Nanny Oops My Bad the Christian romance novel equivalent of Leif Garrett, but not quite as bad as Vince Neil. Ooh, maybe they should get their own Rock of Love buses! But now the kid is 17 and wants to meet Sarah and, I don't know, yell at her for being an asshole ten years

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[aliwilliams]

Maybe the poor little paralyzed girl will be sitting on her couch, a blanket covering her poor useless legs, when Cary Grant walks in and sees the painting on the wall and realizes that she was the one hit by a cab under the Empire State Building on Valentine's Day! And they'll live happily ever after, except for the fact that Cary Grant likes boys, the end.

[wmetoile]

God, I wish. Or it could be like the end of The Dirty Dozen, with Jim Brown lobbing grenades...