channeling the ass of a corpse
I usually leave shitlogue to the goddess that is vocab because she does it so perfectly. however, what happened today in my porcelain goddess made me want to run from myself. recall, I am a vegetarian. I don't even know what happened. I haven't changed my diet. nothing out of the ordinary. same old agida as yesterday and the day before that. all's I know is that the corpse of some 16th century chauvinist crawled out of my ass this morning gasping for air and pleading for a second chance.
ps: bethy nominated me for a rockin girl blogger award. I am so touched. I love that girl's blog and I adore her! this weekend I'm posting. I am. I am. I am. it requires thought, donchya know.
you must read her post and also see the nominees. I was so flattehed to be in the company of such fuck-off-vulva power bloggers. lulu and beckeye nominated her. I can't find what they wrote about bethy's blog. argh.
(ps) their blogs are fab. hit their reads.
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ps: that post was so fucking funny. is my tampon hot or not. ah. you are too much snatchola.
Didya catch that Bettie Page biopic with Gretchen Mol? She have lovely tits.
And those boys would have LOVED it if they'd written that post.
I haven't seen it. I promised one of my queens I'd see it with him. I may be a recovering fag hag, but I am still a member of the tribe and would never diss a sistah.