What is Silda Wall Spitzer thinking?
25 Things I Have Not Forgotten From My Catholic Grade School Experience
Losing My Shit
I would like to take my sharpest tweezers and pluck that damn ear hair out once and for all.
She’s stuck that flagpole so far up his ass that it has re-emerged through his shoulder blades.
“I wonder what it would feel like if I slowly stuck a knitting needle in his ear and out the other side?”
I think she’s thinking: “Hm. When we get home I’m going to kick you in the babymaker.”
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