February 20, 2021 by sandwichcontrol
That you don’t have conversations with your limited edition bobblehead.
The word of the day is: Carnal.
|[ kahr-nl ]|
pertaining to or characterized by the flesh or the body, its passions and appetites; sensual:
not spiritual; merely human; temporal; worldly:
a man of secular, rather carnal, leanings.
We inherited a stack of 90’s nudie dude mags, wrapped in a crusty old pink towel, with the house.
They’re too bizarre to get rid of.
Next time you’re over at the house, let me know if you wanna check them out.
I keep them in my office to make Mr. Boobodie really uncomfortable.
Because making children uncomfortable is the best part of my life.
You know what’s not the best part of my life?
Shoveling snow and ice off of driveways.
I’m fucking over that shit.
My legs and back are wrecked.
Good thing it’s leg day.
After that nightmare I’m helping Jitterbug set up and then, later, tear down a cookie booth.
So if you need Girl Scout cookies give us a shout today.
Other than that, I’m going to try to do as little as possible.
Maybe I’ll get to finish “Popgun” volume one.
And “Lethal White”.
Then I can tackle “Zero” volume three and “Rumble” volume one.
But I’m sure other people have made plans for me already.
They’ll let me know soon.
See ya’ tomorrow.
More soon. ~SC
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