Everyone who thinks they care about things should become a substance abuser to lay bare their actual priorities.

Flowers. It always comes back to flowers.

I did not mention flowers.

My priorities you ****ing Batlord. Follow the convo.

I say a weak connection but I leave it to the peanut gallery to back me up or throw me under the bus.

Doesn't matter.

My Friday night is stuck watching my nieces and I'm going to try and get them to do a Satanic ritual.

Satanic rituals are made stronger by pedophilia.

I have years of experience in the art of the DIY seance

Gross.

What kind of seances?

This is how she knows boys are gross. Boys don't wash their penises correctly and she's sick of trying to summon Azazel while fondling sweaty ten-year-old genitals.