Much. One thing you can say for Mary. She aims to please the critics. That earns a free pass of shit talkin’, from me at least, for the rest of the day. Unless of course I see another blog of a fuckin’ cupcake getting ravaged the day before we have to read an endless stream of blogs about hocus pocus cleanses that end up costing the same as a great steak dinner and very good bottle of wine. Then all bets are off.
Shit talk all you want because I’m about to talk about the cleanse, and actual shit. Blog away!