Among an infinite number of things we could not possibly give less of a flying fuck at a rolling doughnut about are Whitney Houston & her sad death, & a couple of other things about which we care so little that we forgot them in the moments between conceiving this mess & committing keystrokes to electrons on the screen.
Ah, St. Valentine's Day, that was another. And Rick "One of The Biggest Losers in American Electoral History" Santorum's surge, or flow, or extrusion, or whatever he's doing w/ that fetus in a bottle. Nope, don't care about any of that one whit.
Not even caring that Friday the thirteenth came on a Monday this month.
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