Flaming vaginas are an embarrassing personal health condition to explain to your medical professional.
And this year? I am a total BlogWhore.
It is generally accepted that evil straight boys are not allowed to stay past midnightish, when we as parents feel it is time for them to get their horny, potentially sperm-spewing asses home.
“Jon Stewart talked to me with his ass.”
I mean, it probably feels good or something for all I know, but what if that shit fell out and you had to like go spelunking with a magnet or something to find it?
I love teachers…and not only because they keep my children in a different building from me for free.
I took the road less traveled…now where the @#$* am I?!
He could totally murder me, delete my blog from cybertopia, and sell parts of my body to the butcher so anyone on the world could be eating a marymac burger on any given day.
…actually I was reading the teleprompter and following along and freaking out that Matt Lauer just said ‘pajamasandcoffee.tappnetwork.com’ out loud!
Sucking all the fun out of childhood makes us seem like the creepy guy in Willy Wonka.
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