I don’t love this song any less now that I’m knocked up

In fact, I kinda love it more. And I’m totally smug. Totally. Though this doesn’t stop me from making all sorts of jokes about how damn lucky this kid is right now, with it being -22 in Moscow, and him or her all snug in my womb. I mean, it’s so cold that your faceContinue reading “I don’t love this song any less now that I’m knocked up”