Also, I missed that terrible spacing. I totally meant to fix that. Oops.

You know how, sometimes you’re shopping for a birthday present for your friend J, and then you see a plushy stuffed beaver and think, “That’s a thing J needs!”  Then, you get to the party, and it’s only when she unwraps the present that you realize you just gave a huggable beaver to a lady who enjoys the company of other ladies, without meaning for it to be a joke?

Just me, then?

Anyway, when Inappropriate Beaver eventually appears, now you’ll know why.