“Nice to meet you. I’m getting the hell out of here because this sucks.”
Straight up, honest, and fucking rad.
And then I started reading her blog, and I fell in love with her all over again because that describes her perfectly. She’s enabling me to be the worst stalker in the world. She’s concise in a way I can never seem to be, but still slams out the funniest fucking posts like so few in the world can. You can stalk her to, now.
And in honor of the 111 degrees it was in Denton yesterday (There is no God in Texas Anymore)
Go on, show her some love, and so I don’t stab myself from the searing Heat that bubbles up from the anus of Texas and creates what most of the world jokingly refers to as, “weather,” keep bringing the funny.
—Favorite Comment From The Last Post: From Dangerboy: “I once thought it’d be great to invent a hands-free way to pack the handcannon. Then I realized it had been going strong for a long time, and they call it sex. I’m so glad the days of high school are far, far behind me.”