Liz Lemon, light of all of our lives, needs medical attention that her mother, idiot lady with bad credit and will also take any Xanax you aren’t using, can’t afford.

Liz stopped eating and requires a series of tests in order to get to the root cause of why Liz, lover of food, has suddenly become hate of food/lover of stressing her mother.

I very much hate that I’m having to ask but I can’t bare to imagine that Liz won’t get better because I work at a brewery like Peter griffin and eat lavish sushi dinners like I’m Kim kardashian. This health crisis came suddenly and I’m caught a little unprepared.

Anything would be deeply appreciated and loved beyond measure. By me. Liz will love you the only way she knows how- ignoring you. I would die for this cat. Please don’t make me.

okay bye