Barefoot and Pregnant
Sometimes, when the state of my combox makes me weep and I despair for the lost art of reading comprehension, I watch Taylor Mali. First he brings the funny,
then he brings the beauty, and I remember why I write at all.
Language and content warning on this one. But stick through the first minute, or start it at the 1:10 mark. It’s so beautiful.
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