I Don’t Care How Long It’s Been.
If you’ve been reading the running assault on the senses known as Luann, then you know that Luann’s friend Bernice has just found out she has a brother who was given up for adoption long before she was born. Now he’s on leave from military service in Afghanistan and he’s come looking for his biological family.
It’s a neat little plot twist in my opinion, but then Evans goes too far. Look: I don’t care how long it’s been since you’ve seen your long-lost sibling. I don’t care if you’ve NEVER MET your long-lost sibling. And I don’t care if your long-lost sibling is Cindy-fucking-Crawford or Brad-fucking-Pitt.
This kind of dialogue is just creepy.
He’s not a “hunk.” He’s your flesh and blood. And I get the heebie-jeebies just thinking about this. Pardon me while I go wash my brain.
