Welcome home, Fred! Many years of happiness to you and your adorable new family member.

Obfuscation.

Well, duh. They're her kids, she raised them on her own, both profit from her empire, one even has his own show redoing her heart attack specials, there is no way either of 'em is going to stand up and go, "Yup. Mom's a racist ol' bag."

I laughed my way through the awful parts (Bill, sans terrifying feeding episode, and stupid Alcide and the stupid wolf pack), but I'll be damned to every hell there is if that Nordic sex god did not set my loins afire every time he came onscreen!

They are no longer. Have been for quite some time.

Oh yeah, way turned on and way ashamed/confused by it.

Your username is delightfully applicable to your comment.

Yeah, I would hate it if my boyfriend was a lazy sandwich mooch who burst into song during sex and then refused to pick dinner after rejecting three different options I presented, too.

This is why you can't have nice things, Riverside.