So much this. I was as big as Ginnifer when I came out (literally, almost exactly the same in every stat) and I spent a full month in the hospital just finishing baking. Even then, on full oxygen, I was not doing well. I would not have survived out of the hospital.

It must be their time of the month. And by that I mean, the whole damn month.

🎶 Just another dick and a wall 🎶

Yeah. :/

Oh, my father used to bag on my long-ass eighties metal hair all the fucking time. And so did all of his drunken asshole lodge-brother pals, too. “Jesus Christ, what’s with yer kid’s fuggin hair dere, he one-a dem dere faggots?” and etc. I got the last laugh though, because every single one of those obnoxious jerks…

Surely he’d recall his identity after just one look at his monogrammed thermos.