Look, I tried to come up with a catchy title, okay? But when a blogger goes by the name of Squeaky and she is asking for help, the title rather writes itself.
Oh. You probably don't know what I'm blathering about, do you? Let me explain. No, there is too much. Let me sum up:
I just recently found out through Jennifer that a sister gunnie, Squeaky, needs funds for several medical procedures as well as for prescriptions, follow-up visits, paying bills while recovering, etc. She needs financial help, and while it embarrasses her to ask, she has humbled herself before us because she needs this done. Since gunnies are good folks who come together for each other, I am certain that my readers will contribute, even if it's just a few bucks, to this worthwhile cause. It's not like you're gonna be buying ammo any time soon, am I right?
A year ago, I was deeply honored by you folks when you generously donated so that I could purchase my carry pistol. This past November, we gunnies came through for Tamara when she was diagnosed with Basal Cell Carcinoma, and we fully funded her procedure. I know that not only will you good folks fund her treatment, you will help her afford that nasty $800 uber-bloodtest for Lyme and whatever else she needs.
I also know that there are many non-gunnies who read my blog. I don't want you guys to feel left out! Any donation by anyone is welcome. It doesn't matter if you're a gamer, a gunnie, a goth or a Brony -- all help is needed and welcome. You're all splendid folks for reading my blog, and both Squeaky and I will love you for helping.
Please donate. Pinkie Pie will give you sad puppy-dog eyes until you do.