Anna: “I’m so excited. I get to play a married early twenty something woman on an adult television show. Do you think they’ll finally let me take off these ridiculous pigtail braids?”
Elsa: “No.”
Anna: “But . . .”
Elsa: “Just let it go, Anna. Let it go.”
It’s official. The prime time television season is back in session. There goes my social life . . .
You can check out my random musings about Robin Hood’s failed attempt at propositioning a threesome, Hook’s and Emma’s oddly kinky idea of a first date, Rumpbelle’s House Crasher Honeymoon Oasis, and why I think the StayPuft Marshmallow man has seen better days, by clicking here.
Or . . . you can spend the evening hanging out with This Guy. It’s totally up to you . . .
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