“Three spaces” might be an underestimation.
Meanwhile, in unrelated news: Last 24 hrs for a Lezzie Nomination. Nominations close up 11pm EDT, Monday, Feb 9. Just a friendly reminder. Wink wink nudge nudge say no more say no more. (YouTube support for those who just went, “Huh?” after all those words.)
(Hey look what you folks have done for me, though! A contender! Not just Instead of a bum, which is what I thought I was. *Correct, complete quotation: “I coulda had class. I coulda been a contender. I coulda been somebody. Instead of a bum. Which is what I am; let’s face it.” YouTubeage here for the Elia Kazan-challenged. Like me. Anyhow, many many thanks.)
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Eeeesh. My sympathies. The technicolor things children’s bodies manufacture are enough to break most of our parental brains.
“Eeeesh” is such a wonderfully evocative thing to say. The saddest thing is to have to say “No” to the pleading requests for food from the little guy. He could eat a horse; does so daily. It’s just that right now if he did, it wouldn’t stay in for long.