Oh, look - it's PHHHTTTTTHHHHHHursday already. Looks like we may have this week licked soon enough, though in some cases it might lick us first.
You guys, I have to take teh phhthrbting fluffmonkey here to the kitty cancer doctor first thing tomorrow. Dammit. So if anyone else wants to attempt to do the Friday Roll Call festivities justice by not being a hot morose mess, I'd really appreciate it. In the meantime, please join me in wishing a hearty razberry to life and all its suckness.
(And a hhhsssssttt mmmrrrrrawwwr!!!, while I'm at it.)