Alright Baby Jane Hudson, step away from the lipstick. Don't you think it's a little early in life to be strung out on muscle relaxers and Jim Bean at 9 in the morning? Hell, even my grandma has the decency to keep the gin in the cupboard and her clothes on until noon. And you show up here looking like the serial killer from Silence of the Lambs. You're effing weird baby. Stop looking at me!