Oh, Good. At Least You Weren’t Doing Something Weird.

Billie: “Good night, sweet bubble. You may be dead in this world, but you live in my heart. Bless America, you friend of my soul. Find your bliss.”

Me: “Did you… Did you just hold a funeral for a popped soap bubble?”

Billie: “Of course I did.”

Oh, Good. At Least You Weren’t Doing Something Weird.