I'm just gonna go with it.
All this falderol is a nice foil to the hormonal hell. Damned if I'm not going through The Change earlier than the average gal. I totally snapped at someone today, a stranger...I went back and apologized, but oh my god. What the hell. I'm just glad that she hadn't boarded the bus, and the bus hadn't gone on its merry way. I still wanna cry some more about that one but I gotta just...breathe it on out, man.
Anyone got a suggestion or two for Cake's Kissing Cousin's name?
Leroy and El Roy come to mind right away for some reason. Earborn. Potsy?