"i wish i was born in the 90s" says the young girl. suddenly, her surroundings change- french flags fly above and around her, crowds are cheering. it is france, 1793. the king is dead. long live the revolution.
*Jesus does the cup song at the Last Supper* You’re going to miss me when I’m gone.
so other than that, mrs. lincoln, how was the play
i followed my heart and it led me into the fridge