
Cunty stopped by with a fresh brew for me this morning. Also, she gave me a teddy bear with it's arm in a sling (I didn't break my fucking arm, you dumb ass). I was like, what the fuck. Then, I burst into tears (I know, I've been doing that a lot lately, what do you want from me?!) when I realized she had cut off the hand and re-attached it in a painfully obvious way (with green thread) to celebrate (or "sale-a-brate", her fav joke) my iLimb. Way to go, Cunty. Now I have to rethink your secret nickname.
2 comments:
Drink up, johnny. there's sleep to fear, yet.
Duster,
Are you always so hard to please? Dig down real deep and let out the beauty inside.
HBM
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