“What’dya say Blanche?”
“Horrible,” I say that.
“I didn’t think you liked my stories Blanche… not refined enough for your taste.”
“I like them when they’re amusing.”
This is the most powerfully disturbing thing I can watch. Yeah, I am a schmuck and I cry when Blanche loses her mind.
So…
Let’s not get too heavy
Let’s have fun:
‘Tis Throw Back, ain’t it?
Okay then…
Let’s throw back:
Happy Thursday y’all
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