Girl: You know what I hate about this series?
Boy: What?
Girl: The heroine is such a whiny bitch. It's like, 'Rhapsody, just suck it up...' I didn't even get through the third book.
Above the urinal in the men’s at CTB, a Sharpied stick figure, sketchy but conspicuously male, hangs by one arm from a cluster of balloons bearing him aloft. I rise, and piss on you all...
Scrawled on the plywood-covered door of a West Delaney bar:
FARTSLAM TONIGHT! EGG UP!
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