Posts from — August 2008
47×365, No. 118 - L.B.
Three times you’ve mentioned my old boyfriend — a mean-spirited mama’s boy — and what a fine, fine man he is in your church. You glance at me to ensure I notice my mistake. I notice you comfortably pocketed the inheritance from the elderly millionaire you married.
August 28, 2008 No Comments
47×365, No. 117 - S.B.
I thought your husband was creepy with his droopy walrus mustache and glittering eyes, and even more so after you confessed he liked to have sex with your belly button. I’ve seen your tummy. Your navel’s not that deep. In my mind, the Lint Fucker was born.
August 27, 2008 2 Comments
Wordle.net Takes a Cloudy Peek at My Blog
August 26, 2008 No Comments




















