Instead of doing something useful, I'm still catching up on Chantal's riveting saga. Your amazeen entries peppered throughout are like manna from heaven keeping me going.
Just encountered your 8/7 post chronicling our Arby's aficionado's search history- gorl it absolutely wrecked me. Your wit is more refreshing than a nice tall cup of KFC gravy on a hot summer day. Appreciate you, BooBoo!
I know you've washed your hands of most things in Amber's fetid aura, but your recaps of Eric's soulless, mono-tone-us videos are sorely missed. Your absence was keenly felt when I encountered his latest where he, too, was diagnosed as bipolar. I am in left the dark because I don't have you to guide me through this cesspool of tripe. I completely understand, but I miss your brilliant insights, gorl.
I've been away from the Farms and had to catch up on 30+ pages of Chantal nonsense. Your phenomenal posts gave me the strength to keep powering through. And designating the insufferable Peetz as "Soy Orbison" was truly sublime. You kill me, gorl and I appreciate you.
I have now read "The Song of Wandering Amber" three times and it gets more amazeeen each time. Yeats may not have envisioned the "clit stuff" but I think he would be impressed with yor adaptation just the same. Bravo, gorl.