The Unsupervised Prophet

Parents love to dump their small children in the toy section of a bookstore, which makes me a glorified babysitter rather than the manager.  I do get a thrill out of paging the negligent breeders to pick up their kids because it pisses them off to have their blissful alone time interrupted.  I want to … Continue reading The Unsupervised Prophet

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I planned on calling this blog entry Mewesings of a Failed Feminist, but snapped when I remembered I fucking don’t do cutesy. Pardon me.  Someone is at the door. I’m back. That was a representative from the National Organization of Women (N.O.W.) demanding I return my vagina. She informed me that in these days of … Continue reading FREE Bookmarks!