Being a lesbian is harsh, especially during double menstruation week. The Tuesday before last Tuesday has since been renamed The Unfortunate Calamity Of 2007. At 3:17pm, weeping, she fled deep into the snowy woods wearing nothing but five-inch stilettos and posed The Pose Of The Truly Slighted. For minutes she froze. I offered her hot cocoa, and she held as one silent. I offered hot cocoa and nine mini marshmallows, and she would not relent. I offered hot cocoa, nineteen mini marshmallows, and a full body massage. She let me carry her inside and get her out of her wet clothing.
Why Did The Gay Mime Form “Withered Mistletoe, Trapped In A Closet?”
