Between my cold sores and my bladder infections, misery abounds in at least one orifice at any given moment, provided the earth is still round.
It was the same old, same old at the Chamberlain household this weekend. Hauling laundry up and down the couch, losing grocery lists, searching for
Velma moved in last night and her fat, putrid, fetid ass is now entrenched on my lip, blowing it up to twice its size. She’s
Nearly four years ago, I awoke on a Monday morning to discover that the entire right side of my face was frozen. Nothing moved, from
I’ve been taking a brisk two mile walk a few times a week since June and by brisk, I mean that I walk fast enough