The Tennessee Alliance for Progress is having a little get-together. I’ve checked out the schedule and there appears to be some interesting stuff sandwiched in between the baby eating and the man-hating-lesbian-witches’ coven’s annual potluck dinner and wienie roast.
Ha, I’m sorry. That’s so damn funny I can’t continue. It’s been a long day, I’m slap happy, and I just realized that OF COURSE the man-hating-lesbian-witches’ coven would have a wienie roast.
My subconscious rules.