dumb dumb, dumb dumb...

"anne: is getting married! to a man named assler. yep, assler. surely the wedding won't be white, but the marriage will be full of laughter. so they got that goin' for them... which is nice.

you say it's your birthday...

today is "anne's" b-day.  

she is 34 now, just like me.

34 rhymes with dirty whore.

sounds about right.

happy b-day "anne".

xoxo R.

it's like a fairy tale...

"anne" is on a little holiday vacation with her boyfriend, tb.  they have road tripped to graceland, seen old friends, and visited tb's family.  they have shared some intimate ho-mantic fairy tale moments which i will chronicle here for posterity's sake...

"anne": "i love your waist."

tb: "i love your waste too.  and by "waste" i mean excrement."

"anne" (tearing up): "oooh, this is everything i've ever dreamed of."

tb: "well, that makes one of us."

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"anne" : "i'm very particular about my writing implements, tuberculosis."

tb: "well, implement this in your butt hole."