It's getting weird out there, people. Swiss Miss has lost it (!) and as I lay in bed last night, I imagined Gavin holding her and reassuring her that the unfortunate crazy newspaper and internet ramblings are no big deal, while he's secretly plotting a way to dump her stupid ass.
But then I head Gavin is currently in Chicago, which is even better.
This reminds me of the time when I crashed my parents' car while they were on vacation. I mean, Swiss Miss had to explain this whole debacle to him over the phone.
Ugh, even I feel bad for her.
But not so bad as to ignore it in tomorrow's Culture Blog! Tune in at noon.
Because, and I'm calling this right now, they're breaking up ASAP. What? Like he's going to marry her now?
I think she officially jumped the shark with her whole "Gavin was lonely and vulnerable and in a misspelled crisis and that culprit, Ruby "High Road" Tourk passed out on his doorstep, forcing him to screw her unconscious body."
So, basically date rape.
Yeah, relationship over...