BREAKING: one man dead from Bikini Kill crowd, no one cares
if i remove both ankles, then i have no weakness.
JAKE
Much Obliged
On Tuesday I had to drag the garbage can back to its little pen myself, but the trick repeated itself that Friday, my not being able to break away from my keyboard until after one, when I’d finished my list of recommended Roto-league pick-ups for the following week (Buy: Juan Soto. No shit.)
The Night I Met Reincarnated Andy Warhol at Bonnie’s Bar & Grill in Fairview Park, Ohio
Weirdly, he skipped the soup
Friday Supper
[A]ll it takes is a moment to go south when my twin sister Darla brings home Furlong Dong...
Strident Opinion Based on Nothing
For a bunion?
The Crocodile Comes for Everyone
What I do remember is two grandfathers, 26 years apart.
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Truth be told, I’m a liar. That’s a lie. Or a truth. I don’t know.