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| "Give you three wishes"? You gonna wish you asked me nice the first time..." |
| Tammy Loretta, the P.M.S. fairy Queen of Quarrelsomeness Sultaness of Sarcasm Emperess of Evil Her Highness of Hormones |
| I think I'm late to be somewhere. |
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| Oh, the delight of day-to-day hormone fluctuations, driving us bat-shit insane until finally drying up forever. Nature's way of saying shrivel up and die. Then it's down the road to heart attack city with a stopover at brittle bone junction. When it's my turn they can just hook me up to an estrogen IV and stay the hell out of my way. |