Since no one else seems willing to say it, I will:
GOOD MORNING BLOGTOWN! HOW ARE YOU DOING TODAY? I'M DOING GREAT! MY HEAD IS BURIED IN THE SAND ON THIS SANDUSKY THING. I REFUSE TO READ ANY ARTICLES ABOUT IT FOR RISK OF DAMAGING HOW I SEE EVERY COACH FOR THE REST OF TIME.
GOOD MORNING BLOGTOWN! HOW ARE YOU DOING TODAY? I'M DOING GREAT! MY HEAD IS BURIED IN THE SAND ON THIS SANDUSKY THING. I REFUSE TO READ ANY ARTICLES ABOUT IT FOR RISK OF DAMAGING HOW I SEE EVERY COACH FOR THE REST OF TIME.
The Nuns, the nuns always find an excuse. Trust me.