Monthly Archives: October 2010

Junk-Punching Genetics.

When your dad says I’M SCARED, it’s as if your world is flipped turned upside down (and not in a funny Fresh Prince of Bel Air sort of way either). Parents aren’t allowed to get scared. And don’t even get me started on what happens when your dad CRIES. That’s…

I am an angry bird.

When you are sitting in a hospital room and you really aren’t sure what to do and the nurses are giving you the stink eye instead of laughing when you make the Wilford Brimley diabeetus jokes, you do what any loving daughter would do. You go out and buy your…

LAST CHANCE.

I Really Want Some Bacon Right Now. Only I Don’t Actually Eat Bacon Because I am Jewish So I Have To Eat Turkey Bacon. Or that kind of shitty fake-in stuff that really only just smells like bacon but kind of tastes like cardboard, unless, of course, you put it…