Psyche!

Psyche as in "Gotcha!" not as in, I hurt your psyche when I made you think Tranny Manny was all gone. It turns out I was just a pawn in Danielle's elaborate April Fool's scheme. She was telling everyone she was knocked up, and I was fooled along with everyone else. How dare she. I'm not going to share anything but that at the moment. I may come back on later, but more than likely not. I'm listening to Darren latest podcast. Unlike me, he updates regularly, every Monday! Like clockwork. Suck My Constitution. I will be back though, if not tonight, tomorrow, or at least sometime this week. Tranny Manny lives on. (I found out that my contract is iron-clad and the only way out is being released, "Which will never, ever happen! Muahahahahahaha!" as I was told, or death. I guess this isn't such a bad gig, considering the alternative.) Viva la Tranny Manny!

xoxo, Travvy