Mrs. Landingham

I’m sorry - did Brian imply that Ingrid didn’t accept the wheelchair? THE AUDACITY. Maybe it was your eleventy million lies, Brian? My blood is boiling in advance of the Tell All. They will 100% vilify Ingrid. I hope she declines to participate.

Father Sunny looks like my sleep paralysis demon.

“Rats! Now I gotta start over with a brand new victim.”

God, Brian is a putrid, rancid human being. Get out of here with your crocodile tears.

Brian: “I want to talk to her.” (And chastise her for being a cold bitch because she refuses to be my bang maid and her silly outrage over my lies about my four divorces.)

If she turns around and goes back, I cannot be held responsible for my actions.

So you don’t feel love from her, Brian. Good! Go home and leave her alone forever.

SHE is not here for the right reasons, Brian???? You absolute piece of dog feces, I hate you with the fire of a thousand burning supernovas.

I’ve searched my pockets for effs to give about Magda and Meathead but I’ve come up with only lint. I can’t locate a single eff to give. So boring.

Every time Sunny says something, Veah looks at Rory. I want to throw something at my tv.

SHUT UP, RORY.

Meanwhile, back at Safari of Awkward…

But Vanja will not want to play second fiddle to a baby.

“Our souls are connected.” And here we go.

She’ll be at his place of work the next day showing him her phone and reminding him that HE SAID HE LOVED HER!!!!