Daily dose

[wc_no_spoilers]

Wendy: Okay, look. I have three credit cards that are about to pop at the seams, and my mother’s on me 24/7 to quit painting, move back to Orlando, meet a good man, eat fried foods, swell up like a tick and start squeezing out calves like Elsie main-lining fertility drugs. Do we understand each other?
The Middleman