"She Pleases Me. Have Her Bathed and Brought to My Room. Ready the Chihuahuas"
Not that you asked, but this is what it looks like in my head -- myself, draped in red velvet, surrounded by beautiful dancing women. Usually, there are also shaved chihuahuas walking around, but there’s really no reason to go into that. Just be happy I don’t share every thought.
Be very, very happy, because, sometimes, it looks like this.
posted by Biff Loman at 5:37 PM
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Even though I know that it could get much more frightening than this, I'll wait patiently for the shaved chihuahua story.
Well, this story begins, as so many stories do, in a moment of boredom, with a bottle of Astroglide and a pack of Snausages. . . .
Wait. Shouldn't you be enjoying cake right now?
I did. Thanks for asking.
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