Take a twenty-pound sledgehammer and vigorously and fanatically wield it against your confining ten-pound mold, your five-pound rut and smash the ever loving shit out of it, lovingly.
| How to get rid of stress using a Q-tip rectal thermometer | Writer's block | The ninth secret poem | March 4, 2009 |
| November 15, 2008 |
Y'know, if you log in, you can write something here, or contact authors directly on the site. Create a New User if you don't already have an account.