kiss and tell

It’s Thursday night and 4:45 in the morning.  I guess technically that would make it Friday morning.  In that case, it’s mother fucking 4:45 am [Read More]

A young 18-year-old girl told me that she once used to do cocaine and Molly, carelessly sleeping around back when she was younger. Yeah, me [Read More]

Last night I was confronted with the fact that a guy I’m talking to is adamantly opposed to my use of the word CUNT.  In his words, [Read More]

Fifty Shades didn’t ask me if I wanted to see him today or if I still wanted to do dinner on the beach; he told me that’s what [Read More]

To reiterate this point from a previous blog post, no I don’t just meet mother fuckers on the side of the street, take them home with me, [Read More]

At 6 years old, my Saturday mornings consisted of spam-and-egg breakfasts and Saturday Morning Cartoons.  My favorites were Rocko’s Modern [Read More]

Now with Persian Princess behind me, me in the middle, and Fifty Shades in front of me, we lay down and face one another, as we continue to talk [Read More]

Continuing to roll on Molly and stroll down Holly….wood Boulevard (yeah, ya like that?!), I unleash a fury of nonstop questions as Fifty [Read More]