Well bend my foot on the way through door. I suppose I aught to have sympathy. I will pluck every silver haired thread from any dollhouse I'm given and I'll find the last stomped mouse on my way to work and I'll eat any shithead that thinks his men are more qualified to pre-suppose a pho-castrophe. I find men who think they're qualified to lead because they're matched with rough women. well. I find it amusing. I am rough women.