Got a letter from the lovely Jane that said the following:
I really love the show Glee, but my boyfriend doesn't. Should I force him to watch with me, or should I let him watch hockey in the basement?
Allow me to sit on my floor in my pajamas and sing about this dilemma:
Special guest appearance courtesy of my dog. He agrees with me on the fact that every girl deserves a man who will subject themselves to slightly homosexual television in the name of love.