I’ll be here, reading sonnets 141-144 and sipping grape juice in honor of the original bad boy of literature. Come and join me!
then you bake it.
first you mix it up.
So yes, I realize The L Word is over. I watched the horrific Series Finale like everyone else. And because of said episode, I felt no sadness as the show slipped off into the archives. But now…it’s over? Really? No more Boot and Tuna? No more Tashalice? No more Shane with her boobs out? No more crazy Jenny?
Damn. What a jip.
(And I feel certain the reason Elka and KC haven’t posted a new podcast is because they are thinking, like the rest of us, “Man, fuck that show.”)
