This weekend we rolled our eyes at a Swiss anti-feminism meeting; we spent an afternoon in quiet, solemn reflection on the shaving of Russia's legs and, by extension, our own body hair removal habits.
And now we don the first footie pajamas of the season and get used to the feeling of static electricity again. Thanks for reading, and enjoy your Sunday night.
As usual, keep it happy, keep it snappy, keep it gay. Here's a song to get you started:
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