I’m not much for asking favours, am I? I mean, I try not to be the naggy do-this-for-me-or-else type. Not so much because I’m all sweetness and light and all that. More because when I do finally ask something, I want to have more power and sway over you.
I’m evil and manipulative like that. Oh yes.
So pretty please will you click here and vote for the Bingham Diaries? She’s off having a hysterectomy at the[...]
