Status update for all you Once-lers who read about my horrible condition last week (I can pretend I have regular readers. Just like I can pretend I’m Gisele Bundchen. The hot body part, not the insane part):
I’m okay. My rectum is in-tact, and my stomach lining has been fortified due to years of heavy vodka intake, so no loss there.
Oh hey, and this week we’ve got an episode of Once Upon a Time with a flashback that actually develops our established characters. Fucking miracles all ’round.
For all those who thought the revelation of Toby being A to Spencer would signal a rapid, compelling pace for PLL, I have news for you:
Sit the fuck back down because Spencer’s gonna milk that shit by not telling anyone about it.
I thought the writers had accidentally thought they were writing for Aria for a minute there.