Okay, so perhaps I started off on the wrong foot. I should *not* try to manipulate my readers so early in the game. I apologize for that. Anyway...yeah, I am Fay and this is my life.
Those guys back there are the voices in my head. Let's see if we can catch what they are chatting about.
What makes her think she can have a comic strip? This girl is fucking boring.
If she keeps this shit up, can we make her wash down some vicatin with vodka? That always shuts up her whining...