I've been all up in the comments of that one again. I still can't get past how stupid the question is to begin with, much less that guy's take on the results.

So, I got home the other night and I was telling Urchling all about it while we were making dinner. She was dealing with some "teenage girls are the worst" second hand pain, so I was trying to distract her, comfort her, and brace her all at thr dame time because, as we see, it really never gets any better. All the hate and vitriol.

Anyway, she's a little short tempered and snapping.

First thing she says: "what the he'll kind of question is that?" And there's a look. A classic Urchling face.

I feel vindicated.

Dinner was awesome.