Lena Dunham's Marnie Has Made It So Fucking Good

I was going to try to think of something that rhymed with blame. The blame silo? Like grain silo? Grain. All I'm saying is people like me in my artsy fartsy look at my dartsy. Those are my erect nipples that are so sharp. One bullseye, one zero points. So that's the best you can do when you're throwing nipple darts. There's a real risk at taking yourself too seriously. Here's the next thought before. Oh God. Religion is a baby of frogs. He's a frog in the fog and I didn't mean to correct you. And then I also wanted to say I didn't receive it that way