Ask Francine – Valloween: It’s February 14, and It’s Scary
Love is like rancid honey: moldy natural juices that can quite literally smother you if you trip and fall beneath its spell. Despite this, I love Love. Many of you look upon me as the source for goodness and compassion in Kansas City, and while I humbly accept this honor from you perverts, I must tell you that good deeds are not love. […]