Once upon a time, there was a beautiful woman who made me feel more like myself. Her name was (and still is) Jane. She loves me. Do you want to know how I know?
This is a clue.
Yes. She. Did.
So, what I am to do?! Well, I am going to do what any self-respecting southern American would do.
And I shall formulate a plan that involves corn meal. Beware.
Oh, Jane. I love you.
Yeah, you want to visit the website. It’s probably because you know how much it means to me.