Let me get this straight. You believe the

Let me get this straight. You believe the universe was created 6000 years ago to look just like it was created 12 billion years ago and the evidence of evolution is just a test of

your sad devotion to that ancient Jedi religion? I'll remind you that you still haven't conjured up the stolen data tapes, and you still don't have clairvoyance enough to find the

son who was living with your half-brother & using your original last name. Nor that you literally tortured your daughter. In Argentina, anything can be changed but not the dance.

I was a huge fan of the Argentine tango. I dress in my tightest red velvet gown and placed a rose between my teeth. "Dip me honey," I whispered into Enrique's ear.

Enrique attempted to dip me but my weight made him drop me and my skin tight red velvet gown split right in the crotch and exposed my shaved testicles. Enrique gasped, "Your a man!

I blushed furiously as all on the dance floor stared at me. I used my hands to cover up the tear, but everyone saw it. "I was going to tell you I was a man," I told my date, "But

I just wasn't brave enough." I was worried you would oppress, so I hid behind my male mask. It was only because of people like you and caitlyn that I finally learned that it's ok"

Caitlyn and I didn't dare look at each other, knowing that if we did, we wouldn't be able to hold back our laughter. If he only knew the truth...Poor kid. We were horrible friends.

We ordered pho noodles for the first time. Caitlyn gurgled Soup and suddenly remembered it was still February despite it feeling like April. Lettuce sprouted from her bowl.