Q: How come everyone knows what your mom did last night?
A: It was written all over her face.
A: It was written all over her face.
At first your mom was a little reticent about being blogged. "[name]," she said, "I'm not sure I'm ready for that kind of relationship." Fortunately, she quieted down once she got my blog in her mouth. I blogged her till she begged me to stop, and then till she begged for more; it was her first, best, and last blog. Then I slit her throat and threw her in a ditch. [For a full apologia, click here]