holy hysterectomy batman how did i miss this goddess I'M HERS. everyone saying she got run through a cheese slicer, well nothing that just a ridiculous wig and some costume teeth can’t fix gentlemen.

Debbie, oh ruler of my faith! where are you now. i need judgment. i desperately need healing. i saw your pictures and, yes, i did stain.

disclosure: my last girlfriend had fire trauma and scarring over 70% of her body. she was only 22 but shuffled around with uncontrollable shaking, i carried the coffee. years later i heard she was dead and i remember thinking how mine was a journey three floors below hell dealing with her but what grace, that woman. of note she moved in the best circles and her parents were MONEY. and do you think I even got a whiff? nah, later for that.

(alas, because i've posted this now she'll surely never have me. me no care anyhow- you can get the same ass half-off in some of the magazines they sell in Laughlin.)

"you just luxuriate in garbage and filth don't you"