i think i killed bea arthur.

no seriously. I've had the worst allergies this weekend and yesterday I was talking to my cousins at the bachelorette party (more on that later) and I said, "My allergies are so bad, I sound like Bea Arthur." Then , I find out today that the Golden Girl went to the big apartment in the sky. Maybe this doesn't seem like a big deal, but I only consider myself a murderer because last year for a pre-Halloween party, the boyf dressed up as Robert Goulet (or at least Will Ferrell's version of Robert Goulet) and a few days later he was dead! See? I think I'm to blame for the loss of our dear Dorothy Zbornak. Sorry world!





i was only an accomplice in his demise...