Karen has created a monster, and so I’ve let her into my home and given her a beer.
We can all learn a lesson from this: friendship after contest participation. I’m not an unreasonable woman.
It’s been a productive evening! I’ve withheld love from a friend, insulted my readers, and slandered a fellow blogger. It’s the eleventh hour of my contest, and monsters are pouring in! My mother has yet to submit a monster, however, and blood is only so thick, the filial bond only so strong. She’s going down if I don’t see something soon.