In the past few weeks I’ve found that, late at night, Facebook can send me into a fit of incoherent, mindless rage. I stomp around the house pulling my hair and try not to post anything until morning.
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Do you want some help getting onto the naughty list?
My naughty graphic novels are on sale.
but, um, they really are like… super naughty… for real. No faking. Gotta be over 18.