Growing Up, "I Hate My Life" Was How We Said, "Good Morning"
To the woman with the penis drawn on her forehead
I passed you on the sidewalk this afternoon. You had the remnants of a penis drawn on your forehead with a Sharpie. You were talking on the phone, very distraught, saying, 'I hate my life.'
Been drinking again, haven't you, Mom?
2 Comments:
Oh Biff, if only the link worked. There's nothing sexier to me than a woman with a penis drawn on her forhead with a sharpie.
Unless it's a woman with MY penis drawn in lifelike detail on her forhead with a sharpie.
A link not working on my scrupulously maintained blog?! That will not stand! It's fixed, now, C.B.
And a little respect, here. That's my mother you're talking about.
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