How had it started? It wasn’t like she had dialed up a random stranger and said, “fuck me.” She knew him. She knew him really, really well. But he knew her, too – far better than she knew him. When she heard his voice, it was almost as though he… Read more“Coloring Your Thoughts”
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I Want A Fat Babe
There they were. The Barbie Dolls. The bleached-blond, silicon-enhanced, daddy’s-credit-card-endowed, anorectic airheads, aka the Popular Girls, aka the Cheerleaders. They took their seats at a table in the cafeteria, chittering loudly about the upcoming prom. Dresses, corsages, limos, dates… Right on cue, a dark-voiced brawling by the entrance announced the… Read more“I Want A Fat Babe”