Happy Earth Day.
May your dick shrivel up and fall off.
And may our raucous badminton games drive you crazy all summer.
No love,
The Figs
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6 comments:
That's terrible! It looks like he cut down two trees.
Tell me, Cindy--how do you really feel? :) That really stinks. I hope your raucous summer parties drive him crazy!
I would have every.single.party this summer right there. I'd have an achery party!
I'm so sorry. Poo on Ray.
Much love,
Belle
It looks so sad as just a stump. Damn you Ray!
You know that stump looks like the perfect place to hold a tea party.
What a sunuvabith! Why does he live in Berkeley if he hates trees? There are plenty of tree-less subdivisions for him elsewhere, ironically named for the trees that were felled to make way for the mcmansions--Oak Grove, Pine Hills, Cedar Cove...you get the idea.
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