Oh good gravy my dear readers! Just got in from a mile long walk in the dark—trying to combat the evil that is gestational diabetes—and thought I'd take a few minutes to scan the book blogging world. I really need to add to my list but it's so easy to enjoy the collective here on Blogger with ease.
As I scrolled through my dashboard I happened upon what I thought was intended as a straight-forward (if a little weird) incident that the clever Katiebabs was weighing in about. As I read along I thanked my lucky stars that none of my readers were sending me (or my blog's mascot... oh wait, I don't have one of those... hmmm, perhaps we need one!) advice queries. But, alas, I was drawn right into the hilarious trap and laughed so hard it hurt. It is to this gut busting laugh that I must encourage you all (of the 17 and older persuasion as the post contains mature-ish subject matter) to go read The Demon King Love Doctor Is In Da House.
So sorry if you get offended or cannot appreciate the humor but I personally love such irreverence and fun poking! -- Rhi