[Since this is the season of spoilers, Potterkind and all, I’m having my own, with its own spanking disclaimer on why I must tell you about why I must pimp my blog here - disregarding your unspoken need to find these things out about me at your own sweet leisure. As you can tell, I hate people forming their own opinions about me. Especially at 'their own sweet leisure'.]
Now that I’ve explained things that needed explaining… here goes.
I never thought I’d say this. But I’m proud to be a schmoozer.
Ok. No. let’s do this again.
I’m proud to be a SCHMOOZER.
Just read what Lovely Lizza has to say here, and you’ll know I’m not that sort of schmoozer. There, I said it. SCHMOOZER.
La la la la la.
I suck. At the first two.
And because I’m generous, I will spare you dollies the agony of my list. [Which might perhaps include all you lovelies].
So, you bettah watch your manners now, ‘cause I’m pretty quick with this flipping thing.
Schmoozy kisses to y’all, then.