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I want to puke for no reason...so I just wrote a beautiful note to Ms. Jinkx'ie Rosebudhead and it went something like this...
Dear Mr. Jinkx A Mondo,
So Matthew and I have been watching Ab Fab as though tomorrow won't come unless Edina falls down the stairs twenty more times. It didn't take long to figure out that you're a theif by stealing her surname, but that's okay, I think it's wonderful. So, who did you go to Wal-Mart with and who's tractor have you been riding...this sounds quite interesting as I have grown up in such a town, only we didn't have a Wal-Mart we had A&J Select Market and Main Street Convenience Store. And the broccoli grew almost as high as the trees did. It was wonderous! We grew cheese in the garden, right next to the rude-beggers. They grew really well because we planted them atop the spot that we buried my dear kitten after my mother decapitated it in a freak hide-a-bed accident...but the point is I think cat guts are good for the garden. I have also decided that if I ever have a veggie garden I will have to have a ScareCrow. That's just about it. We miss you.
You see Jinkx and I are friends like that...she'll understand just what that means...of course we didn't grow cheese and rude-beggers is only there because I don't know how to spell rudabegas, but the part about the cat...that really happened...we didn't know where the kitten was and my mom closed the hide-a-bed...it was horrible the whole neighborhood showed up for the funeral and that's the Allah's Honest truth. But we did NOT grow a garden on top...my brother and I did try to dig it up years later, but we never found the body...and that kind of scared us...WHY THE FUCK WERE WE DIGGING IT UP??? Holy shit...I was a red neck baby...thank god for urban life and rituals of the gays...without them I'd be singing duets with Big & Rich about how I never wear shoes and the only sex I get requires removing my overalls...WOW!!!!!!!!
Dear Mr. Jinkx A Mondo,
So Matthew and I have been watching Ab Fab as though tomorrow won't come unless Edina falls down the stairs twenty more times. It didn't take long to figure out that you're a theif by stealing her surname, but that's okay, I think it's wonderful. So, who did you go to Wal-Mart with and who's tractor have you been riding...this sounds quite interesting as I have grown up in such a town, only we didn't have a Wal-Mart we had A&J Select Market and Main Street Convenience Store. And the broccoli grew almost as high as the trees did. It was wonderous! We grew cheese in the garden, right next to the rude-beggers. They grew really well because we planted them atop the spot that we buried my dear kitten after my mother decapitated it in a freak hide-a-bed accident...but the point is I think cat guts are good for the garden. I have also decided that if I ever have a veggie garden I will have to have a ScareCrow. That's just about it. We miss you.
You see Jinkx and I are friends like that...she'll understand just what that means...of course we didn't grow cheese and rude-beggers is only there because I don't know how to spell rudabegas, but the part about the cat...that really happened...we didn't know where the kitten was and my mom closed the hide-a-bed...it was horrible the whole neighborhood showed up for the funeral and that's the Allah's Honest truth. But we did NOT grow a garden on top...my brother and I did try to dig it up years later, but we never found the body...and that kind of scared us...WHY THE FUCK WERE WE DIGGING IT UP??? Holy shit...I was a red neck baby...thank god for urban life and rituals of the gays...without them I'd be singing duets with Big & Rich about how I never wear shoes and the only sex I get requires removing my overalls...WOW!!!!!!!!