Yuck. I just threw up in my mouth. A lot. I think I'm going to go read something that doesn't make my brain want to wrench itself out of my skull and head for the nearest bottle of bleach.
For some reason I'm thinking of the Family Guy where Stewie watches Bewitched, then goes to Will Ferrel's house and punches him in the face, stopping at a hardware store on the way from the airport to buy a stepladder so he can reach. That guy totally deserves to answer his door someday and get literally gobsmacked. Preferably with some kind of dead fish.
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