I now know why the civil war started. Because Scarlett O'Hara Kennedy whined so much such that the Union soldiers went on a full-out rampage to hunt her southern ass down. Gone with the Wind is a terrible, terrible movie. There's nothing worse than being forced to see four and a half hours of a southern belle whining in school. Oh no! Her husband died in the war! Oh no! She ate a poisoned carrot! Oh no! She has leprosy and all of her family members have died of the bubonic plague, including her cat, fluffy, who was shaved and hung on her chandelier after she entered the house after leaving her fourth husband who was an acoholic! I mean seriously, want some cheese with that whine? *BANG BANG* Hah, does your face hurt? Oh, and by the way. It's valentines day, and I dont have a valentine. I mean come on, I'm such a heart throb. Haha. And, I've got something else throbbing...in my pants. Ladies, I'm talking to you. Rawr. In another news flash, nobody can take a joke. Haha.