As a currently pregnant person, I’d like to tell this man to fuck the fuck off with his host bullshit. I wanted this baby and pregnancy is miserable as FUCK. This isn’t hosting, this is being bled fucking dry by a goddamned alien (if you’re reading this in the future, little dude, just know that I mean every fucking…

Okay, let me say before I say anything else that I speak solely for my own half-Native self and nobody else. And this is just how I feel, personally.

I remember her from Fairy Tale Theater. I adored those shows.

And not one mention of Shelley Duvall’s Faerie Tale Theater.

I’d never heard that, but I am glad to hear it. Duvall singing “He Needs Me” is one of my favorite tunes of all time.

Me too. She’s the perfect Olive Oyl

As a child I watched Shelley Duvall’s Fairy Tale Theater every day after school. I’m from Houston and because everyone in the south knows each other somehow, my grandfather got me her autograph for my birthday one year.

Faerie Tale Theater was everything to me when I was a kid.

I read an interview with her where she said that Olive Oyl was her favorite role because Olive was such a powerful woman—that she loved playing that character. I loved that movie—and both her and Robin Williams.

I’ve only told this story to my closest friends. I haven’t even confided in my sister (for fear of the obvious shame). Please buckle in because this tale needs to be told in length.

I disagree. Sometimes, you don’t realize how toxic a person was for you until you get some time and distance. 25 years ago, one of my best friends and I had a massive falling out. She cut contact with me - because SHE had done something awful and then she got upset that I dared to be angry about the thing she did.