This is not my fault. I was willing to go cheaply. I tried to go cheaply. She pumped things up, not me. I didn’t.
I didn’t roll over. But I’m not required to.
Zelda has gotten her bill from the State. She’s beating up Othello.
This. Is not. My. Fault.
Oh, balls.
Crossposted from Epinepherine & Sophistry