Praying for an accident.
Jill Y and I had one of our hourly arguments. I said I was better than her and she begged to differ. The begging didn’t stop there either. She said she was a better person […]
Jill Y and I had one of our hourly arguments. I said I was better than her and she begged to differ. The begging didn’t stop there either. She said she was a better person […]
They don’t call me MacGyver and that’s because I’m not good with my hands. Give me a glove and I’ll know what to do with it but ask me to fix the flux capacitor and […]
Jill Y and I do not believe in smacking our imaginary kids. When I was a kid, my dad gently smacked me once and I’ve since developed what the doctors call “a healthy respect for others”. […]
There’s no end in sight to this digital recognition and I’m as guilty as the next creative genius who comes along shouting “look at me, I’m better than you and to prove it, I have […]
I bumped into an ex-girlfriend and we had a laugh, reminiscing about the surreal old days. I asked if she wanted to grab a coffee and she picked up her phone and logged on to […]
I am a criminal. I am a criminal and I deserve to be punished. My crime was heinous. I ask for no mercy. Were I to sentence myself, I would throw the book at me […]
Well this has never happened before. The entire collective is in agreement. Bill Y, Jill Y, our imaginary son and daughter, Thirsty Dave, Scurvy Jane and Sugartastic Daddy John all have the same favorite song. […]
Bill Y and Jill Y are not really into getting a car but it’s going to have to happen sooner or later or we won’t be able to take our imaginary son and daughter to […]