Budge up! I’ve got beer and cheese.

Because he likes to cook and doesn’t consider the time wasted?

Because he likes to cook and doesn’t consider the time wasted?

That does explain a lot, come to think of it. Huh.

Ooooooooohhhhhh. She’s not hiding out; she’s being kept prisoner. Good call.

Oh, honey. They tried. They really did. They just got vague non-answers in return.

Wait. What? Seriously? That is some strange cheese.

Go on...

You ever listen to Marvin Gaye? Let’s Get it On, indeed, lovebug.

Yeah. That just confirmed it.

So cruel. So fake. So sad.

You’re my new favourite. Goddamn.

Jesus. It’s like The Joker didn’t have time to put on his face.

Yes. She’s wonderful.

I’m so ashamed, on behalf of the entirety of Canada, that his father is our Canadian treasure Alan Thicke, may he rest in peace. He just looks like he’d be oily if you met him in person. No matter the situation, Robin Thicke would be oily.

And if you look under his hand, the one with the wedding ring on it, I see what appears to be the sweaty gullet of a man who just removed his girdle.

North Americans would be falling all over each other and pushing their grandmothers aside to to take part in a reality-TV show, and for some godforsaken reason, people love those practical joke programs. So I suspect the answer to your question is a Texas-sized ten-four.

My son is 21 now, so he’s a pain in the ass :) I may or may not have let him watch Six Feet Under at an impressionable age. It probably explains his love for Ripper Street.

Awww, thanks. I’d try to be the good auntie they could come to when things get to be too much. I’d tell them stories about my travels and let them eat all the junk food, “You can have whatever you want!”

You will not be disappointed, new best friend! Get yourself some canned peaches and settle in.