Posted on May 4, 2007 by Aunt B.
Blegh, y’all. It’s been a hard lunch hour. I feel like a shitty friend. It’s not important why except to note that I don’t normally feel like the most fucked up person on the block and then something will happen, like someone will be all “Why don’t we have peanut butter and [...]
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Posted on May 4, 2007 by Aunt B.
I realize it’s been all immigration issues all the time here at Tiny Cat Pants and I promise we will soon get back to our regular man-hating ways soon enough, but once you start looking at something, you see some shit, you know what I mean?
And so today I’ve just learned that not only do [...]
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Posted on May 4, 2007 by Aunt B.
Funny for Funny’s Sake
The Recovering Baptistspeaks French. This just reminds me of how poor my Russian skills are. If I’m ever hanging out with a Russian three year old at a bar, just having us some pivo and vodka, we’ll have a lot to talk about. Otherwise, I’m pretty shit out of language skills.
I’ve been [...]
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