“Great scott!” I gasped upon seeing my houseboy, Kang, sprawled on the living room sofa this morning. He was eating a bag of Doritos and watching Hannah Montana, with a dozen empty cans of Colt 45 and an overflowing, cigarette… Read More ›
AIDS
A Pox Of AIDS On Whoever Gave Me This Cold
Goddamn people these days. They don’t have enough sense to stay home when they’re sick, and as a result I now have a tremendous bitch of a head cold. It’s one of those progressive numbers too, steadily getting worse for… Read More ›
