It seems like a natural transition, from Bloody Valentine’s Day to Demented Mother’s Day, when you think about it. After all, who is usually our very first love? Mom. Even before birth she cares for, nurtures, and loves us in a way that nobody ever could, or will again. And if that isn’t a set up for potential chaos and malevolent failure, we don’t know what is!Copyright © 2026 | WordPress Theme by MH Themes