- I bet Paris Hilton’s gynaecologist can fist a rotting buffalo carcass without throwing up.
- I miss summer, khakis and my orange polyester vest… Oh, and pretending to work at the pharmacy, harassing people in the KY & condom aisle.
- It’s truly life… Every time a fat chick does the splits, a Maxi Pad loses its wings.
- My daughter is on a high school ski trip – 3 days AND 2 nights of fun. Luckily, her group is chaperoned by the stoner art teacher. *shudder*
- Even when I shape-shift into a lactating black goat before answering door, I’m asked to join. This is why I don’t trust Jehovah’s Witnesses.
- I need and a spiritual healer to bring me some Jägermeister.
