Just because it's such a bothersome situation to me, I'd like to further emphasize my dismay at being unable to see my own blog. Writing this blog unable to view it, makes me feel the way I think I would feel if the following situation occured:
Let's say someone I'd never met before randomly called and asked me to throw a bachelorette party for their sister. Yes, I'm asking you to suspend belief and logic for a short moment. I know absolutely nothing about this family, the bachelorette, who she's marrying, the relatives, the friends, or the family dog (is it a pug, or a greyhound? I dunno). However, I can't refuse: money is money is money. And hello! A party is a party is a party!
That is, until I start to worry.
I worry that maybe the party I have in mind is not for everyone. The party I've been diligently planning involves multiple strippers, an up-and-coming, pimped out rapper, and invitations that ask, "Are you ready to RRRRumble?!" And it may be just a tad bit inappropriate for a religious, right-leaning, conservative family that named their standard poodle, "Princess FooFoo", and invited their granny expecting something a bit more along the lines of a British High Tea - where the tea was seeped for five minutes instead of three for that extra caffeinated jolt.
That's how I feel about this blog.
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