Edit: It's been some time since I wrote this, and I've grown as a person. I've realized writing this kind of stuff about real people is gross and creepy and it makes the people themselves uncomfortable. I'm sorry for writing it, I hope the fact I wrote it does not reflect on who I am as a person now. I am keeping it up for archive purposes. . That's my mommy Chris in the cover. You think I don't update anything or post anymore, and that's only half true. This lazy bitch is feeling inspired. While watching the "I Spend 24 hours in Slime" video and seeing Jimmy call Chandler pretty in very pretty lighting, I am going to give you some Wholesome Smut-Laced Content. It's like taking a little bit of acid instead of a whole thing, except I'm holding back on the smut. Mr. Smut King wouldn't approve of such fluff.