And ohsweetjaysus, every damn one of ‘em is our queen. I need so badly for these people to stop making my decisions for me.

ETA: After all that grousing I did about the confusing previous March Madness, I feel I should clarify: Let’s say “Who would you never wonder ‘How did that one turn out?’ if each disappeared for 20 years?”

Looks as if she’s saying, “Um, could you spell that?” Although I do think she’s a pretty inoffensive family member, even though the bar is so low.

Anybody care to launch a mini-March-Madness with the only two participants being Willow and Kylie Jenner? Or would it be a slam-dunk?

Presumably so, but that was probably taken before he put the down-payment on LiLo, as it were.

LOL! No, I did ASL for years & don’t recognize anything coherent (NO OFFENSE INTENDED!) here although the middle one (I don’t have my glasses on and don’t want to mess with hunting for them) does look a little like the sign for “lonely” but I’m certainly not going to hold you to it.

Ahhh...I see that incorporates the password also.

I need the password and secret handshake because I’m right there with you.

I’ve always liked William Petersen because he seemed to be thinking thoughts that shouldn’t really be thought, but as a father? Nuh-uh.

I believe that’s the correct reading of Reese’s handwriting/printing.

{Shudder}

They’re usually a little skittish this early in the season but, as we move into late summer, we can stand amongst them & hand-feed them carrots. I’ll try to get something posted on an SNS in a couple months.

That’s an awful lotta hair, which explains all the flowers. You do you!

I’m pretty sure you’re onto something there.

Ooh! Ooh! Don’t forget the laudanum!

Yes, that’s certainly what I look like when I take to my bed. Especially all the flora.

Back in the day, there was only one bar in Denver where I felt comfortable going alone, probably because I knew everyone there. Yet whenever I did go in alone, when I’d leave, the owner would always send the bartender to walk me to my car. Such a small thing to prevent such a potentially lethal situation.

Receipts?

I’d break up with him because I’m terrible at math; all my time’d be spent with compasses and protractors and rulers and reams & reams of paper, erasers, math books...gah! All the other stuff would just be “normal” reasons to get rid of him.

Just because you messed up on the Penis Section? That hardly seems fair.