The other night we caught up on some TiVo by watching two Queer Eye for the Straight Guy episodes followed by two South Parks. That night I had a dream that me and the Fab Five were making over the boys on South Park. Just sitting around a table with constuction paper and scissors. “All things just keep getting better!. Thom, Carson and I arguing over a new hat I’d cut out for Stan. Grooving and dancing, making a new, slimmer face for Cartman. “You! Came into my life!” Jai off to the side, doing nothing.

Then we had a South Park fashion show like how little girls play with paper dolls. No, not “like.” We were little girls playing with paper dolls. To a theme song.

Absolute silliness.