There comes a time in every man’s life when his computer will have shit the bed. For me, that time is now; and this can only mean that the extended warranty has expired recently. Over the last few months, I’ve been Macgyvering it into semi-operational status as best I can, but I’ve run out of [...]
Filed in June, 2008
Please Douche: A Love Poem
[…] after convincing myself that it sounded more like a facial money shot (a very hetero facial money shot), I streaked across the street (while dripping wet) and retrieved the Crème Douche.
