Remember when I begged you all for some quandaries involving difficult life situations? Well, let 'em rip because my ears are open and my logic is squirrelly.
Do you have a problem with your stupid boyfriend? Tell ol' Bonsey about it. Come come now, cry on my freckled shoulder.
Likewise, do you need to know what to cook for Kwanzaa? Inquire within.
I live to dispense advice. I do it for free. All. The. Time.