Get out.

I don't like you.

Actually, I don't really like much of anyone.

Except my husband.

And my kids.

And, uh, my Marines, too. I like them. They're like my other kids.

(Uh, some of them have the genetic material of my first TRUE but unknown fusion of gametes, which technically makes them my kids, but that's... a... reaaaaally long and strange story. So yeah. Not now.)

And, uh, I like the people at my church.

And some people on here.



....Even though I don't know most of them.

Well, there is my little protegee, , and her significant other, . He's quite the crankle. Go make him put a kawaii face on.

Oh! Aaaaaaaaaand .

But uh,

I haven't exactly told him I'm on here, yet.




....Tee hee. cB