I started a FB post and it kept going and going and then I said NO MORE and now it's a blog post.

I wonder if the Duggar mom really just wanted to be an crazy cat lady, but her husband Jim John Billy Boy was allergic to cats. So she was like, "Okay Billy Bob Jimmy Jim, I will do what my husband hath commanded me and will bear children until our bounty of offspring brings shame and revenge to every cat in the state of Arkansas area responsible for Tim Bob Billy John's itchy and watery eye and maybe, also, they'll make a show about it all."
But then her kids starting growing up and leaving the nest and she woke one morning to find she can no longer have any more litters. I have to interject at this point because that makes me feel so unbelievably forlorn! But not for the Duggers. (Duggars? e or a, I think I've been going back and forth the while time...it's okay TLC probably does too) No not for the Duggers, but from picturing all those cats out there who have never gotten to be mamas. But OH MY GOD did you know that animals will totally adopt other animals into their little families? It's the cutest thing!! So that makes me happy.
Most importantly of all though, please, Alex Trebek told me once that we need to spay and neuter our pets so...really the over-breeding of the Duggars are all Bob Barker's fault. Somehow. Also, did you KNOW that a dog can be KILLED or, I'm sorry, "put to sleep" (If by SLEEP you mean FOR F'ing EVER) if they've been "over bred"??? But Mrs. Duggar walks around all smug and high and mighty in her ankle length skirt, knowing she won't have to suffer that fate. HOW IS THAT FAIR???? It's not.  By the way, I heard the wind caught her skirt and she flashed not only her ankle, but her LOWER CALF. I was worried her own family would stone her in the streets right then and there. I'm prettier sure the only reason they didn't was because of TLC. But I'm sure if you google "duggar calf slip" you'll probably see it. But if you really want to get your blood going, check out WholesomeWear.com. Hands down the hottest suits to hit the beach 10 years and counting.

If you actually read this, like, literally clicked the link to my blog and then actually read it I sincerely apologize. You probably deserve a surprise so message me with the code word: "spoiled' and I will reply with a special personalized gift for you.

Seriously though. I don't even know if I'm lucid. Am I awake or dreaming that I'm typing this at this point. I'm going to need some coffee just to muster the energy to lick "publish". Pheweee I'm dead ya'll. Good mornight. Mornight, you know not really morning not really night. I made it up but someone probably already did before me.

Good bye world.
Just for now...gah that sounded so foreboding didn't it?