Four days ago, a young man whose name we do not know created a Vine account and named it "Ministicks." His first post flatly stated the purpose of the account: "First post. I will post some ministick highlights."
A fine highlight, if you ask me, but our auteur quickly realized that he was missing something. He needed a foil, an opponent through which he could demonstrate his sick ministick skills.
"Stacy!" I imagine him barking as he burst into his sister's room. "I need you to come to the den with me right now."
Stacy should have stayed in bed.
You may feel an urge to feel bad for this little girl, but if you step on the ice, you have to be ready for grown-folks' business.