If you don't read Miss Yvonne, it's because there is something wrong with you, and not a good thing like you were exposed to gamma radiation and now every time you get mad your eyes get all intense and then your forehead gets sweaty and then you are Lou Ferrigno painted green. I mean a bad thing is wrong with you like a tumor. Only this tumor is in your heart and in your funny bone and can only be stopped by reading Miss Yvonne forever. Look, my point is you can either go subscribe to her or you can make your pro-tumor position known to the whole world, or at least to the people who read this blog, which, according to my calculations IS the whole world. Don't be your tumor's yes-man. Seek treatment. Go subscribe.
Miss Yvonne usually has renters at her house and that is hilarious because everyone knows people who rent things are a-holes. I am a renter, so that's not racist of me to say. And her renters are usually inconsiderate or sometimes possible cat-pedophiles or just regular pedophiles but there is no evidence of that. You should never be afraid to cast wild accusations around though, because what if you're right? Now who looks like a genius detective? You do. She also lives with Captain Carl and the Kiddo and frequently is visited by this crazy kid who she calls "Emo", so there's fun for the whole family as long as your family doesn't mind boobs, and cat-rape, and swear words, and laughter. Is your family anti-laughter? Then maybe don't read Miss Yvonne.
Another reason to not read Miss Yvonne is if you think I am not a genius and you don't think I have any good taste at all, even in my mouth. But I do have good taste, and I love Skittles© so "your witness" and also " your mom".... Oooh! That's another thing Miss Yvonne excels at! The Your Mom Joke. If ever there was a Your Mom that needed joking about, all you would have to do is go to Miss Yvonne's site and she'd tell you what's what. Trust me, Your Mom has plenty of jokes to be told about her. Because she's a whore. I'm not saying that for sure. The evidence is circumstantial. But if it looks like an apple and smells like an apple and tastes like an apple, than your mom is a whore. Case closed.
Moral: Go Read Miss Yvonne.
Bonus Moral: I look awesome in these new elastic-band jeans.