Anyway, you daft, rabid, nit-picking cow...
Here're the other ones I was going to post for your delectation the other day.
The story is that MM had been described by a critic as trash not fit to wear a potato sack, or, that MM herself considered herself so awesome that she could wear anything and still blow the world's collective mind.
Either way it works.
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