tonight we ride like queens

not that anyone bothers to read my inane bullshit, but in the event one or two do, I will be spewing venomously this evening. I've missed my hog-blog. who knew?! it's been a hell of a week for fehatty. for everyone else too.

by the way, honey smack has posted four fabulous must reads, the far side, third best lay, is that it and g-spotting. very insightful, whimsical, painfully honest dish. vocab's got a funny, touching and thought provoking post about racial defiling. midget boy is hockin new dead people t's, but of peeps with a pulse. write-p's un grafitto vero is hilar. scroll down to, I slept through my blogiversary. it's some funny shit, yo. click on over to big mouth and read, reel around the fountain. very funny

brb.

until later...

go with god
katie

Comments

Narrator said…
I'm back to read your inane bullshit and I LOVE it. Missed your blog and you! xo
8:22 PM
Writeprocrastinator said…
"not that anyone bothers to read my inane bullshit"

Wha?

Your "inane bullshit?"

No, I haven't read that so far, you're going to have to show it to me sometime ; ) I do read your blog and your email though.

I told you a couple of weeks ago, don't leave.
8:41 PM
Ms Smack said…
Im always reading, and sometimes, not commenting. Its only because Im a slack busy bitch. I've also been recommending you to my offline friends to have a read.

Thanks for the kudos on my posts!
3:44 AM
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