Holy Wank
Holly decides to berate Cecily's choice to deliver her severely premature twin sons rather than die of eclampsia because it went against God's will.

Cecily's blog regulars are, uh, unhappy. (Note: Some scrolling required)



"Oh wait. You're not a doctor? You're just a bored dumbass harassing a poor woman who's been through the worst thing any of us can imagine (including you, dumbfuck) and you're kicking her when she's down? Well, here's a little suggestion: Why don't you take your web-footed, Western Sizzlin' eating, counsin-marrying, right-wing conservative ass back into the kitchen and fix Bubba's dinner before he takes off his steel toed boot and shoves it up your ass. Now go on. You know your place."