Month: November 2013

I hate their guts.

Look
at how they just

hang
there

in the window.

Tell me one time
where a butcher

advertised
its livers
in the front display and

didn’t

lose their business within a month.
That’s exactly what I thought.

I hold this very much in contempt at the present moment. Your reaction to my drowning was simply appalling. You didn’t seem to want to do anything at all about it. Sure, you threw up your arms and started shouting at the lifeguard to get off his lazy ass, but I saw you eating a hot dog before I took my last breath. That kind of thing is not acceptable for a fiancée to do. Honestly, did you think I wouldn’t notice that you put ketchup on it?!

I told my sister she should shape her ships in a short-shrift shack. She showed me she could shave sheep on shallow shores, and I sure as hell shook my head.