Just this one hooker trying to start drama 'bout me and Beets. Not the first time, unlikely the last. You've seen it, it posts a million boring opinions on every article, but never gets a joke. Whatever. Thanks, love.

This username, like my previous, is designed to sort the riff from the raff. If you get the extremely poor taste joke, then come sit by me, if not, then, well, ok. You seem quite rational, so, no harm, no foul. Thanks for the blessing. Shanti shanti.

I am always, regardless of location or intent, here for the hot ass.

Oh, don't worry, sweetie, I found the thread. Isn't that follow function a gas? So, anyways, it's always lovely to learn that one has an undisclosed enemy. Que Suerte! FTR, I make no claim to being anywhere approaching young, in fact, I make a big deal about being an old junkie whore. As I said to the piece of loose…

I had, like a damn fool, stopped reading for years because it's so easy to just internet, but when I remembered how much I love intelligent information, it was like riding a bike.

Thanks, B. I'm gonna read that. I'm working my way through the Harlem Renaissance authors right now, coz I'm neighbourly like that. This week at the Uptown Pervs Bookclub is The Blacker The Berry, which is brilliant and heartbreaking.

Noted, and submitted to the board for their consideration. (The Board, in this instance, are the voices in my head).

I's dead classy, like.

They will have to pry the spliff from my cold, dead hands on the day that I am (a girl can dream) found raped, murdered and left in an alley, but your sciencey numbers and appeal to thrift present a compelling argument. If only vaping gave that rich, full throated satisfaction. :(

I am a huge fan since that one time I learned about meat tenderiser from you, but I'm afraid that for spliff rolling I can only grade you a 7/10.

I have a friend who, until she sold her house to give the money to some dude who caught her online, used to live in a gorgeous house, steps from the bay in Long Island. Ostensibly a very intelligent woman, smart, funny, old hippy. But she had a rash of deaths amongst her loved ones and something snapped in her head,…

It's rare I'm lost for a joke. Middle school in America is, like 11-14, yeah? Fuck, pervs! 16! That's the rule! And then only if they give you the queer eye! Some people, I tells ya. No class.

The best way to feel better about anything is comedy and frequent sex with strangers.

Girl, you are on fire today.

A supergroup comprised of Peaches, Joan Jett, Carol Pope and Yoko Ono.