Appreciating Sasha (Bob's Burgers)
Sasha. Tricky. Preppy. Treppy? Pricky? He was the kind of guy that would normally get my gears going or in this case my hooves hoofing. However, when we met, I was about to hit a hot patch with Jimmy Junior. It never happened, but still, I couldn't give up after hours of Friend Fiction. I am what my sister calls "boy...