Cousins! If it weren't for all the dumb-ass cousins I have on one side of the family, my FB page would have no effery whatsoever.
One cousin (who's just returned from government-sanctioned vacation) was discussing relationships:
D-AC:Why are women so complicated?
Friend: Men are just as complicated.
D-AC: You got me there,
toshay.
Toshay=touche. Or maybe someone's name?
And then another cousin (same side) is talking about hunting and listening to Kid Rock. Did Malcolm X die for this effery?