agony i beat my breast with that thing you use to beat eggs what do you call it never mind nobody cares if my flip-flop soul is coming unraveled my ideological marx umbrella is ripped from the hand not holding that thing you use to beat eggs twisted beyond recognition by a satirical wind i … Continue reading Manifesto
I wrote this Halloween story years ago and one of the real life characters has since died and another is not in the public eye as much. I didn't update it because Joan Rivers influenced my writing during my misspent youth and Paris Hilton is crucial to the last joke. RIP Joan. Thanks for … Continue reading That’s Entertainment!
Babble & Bite 