Monthly Archives: February 2010

Wild Thing

At first I thought this was a helpless little animal killed by the snowstorm

Nope. Just a hat!

A Cell of One’s Own

One day I was arrested in Colorado with Dora and sent to this prison

How we ended up there is irrelevant. The important thing to know is that we were innocent.

I was surprised, actually, by how easy prison life was. My new cell was super nice

I’ve always been quite a bit of a tomboy, so the stuffed animals and little girl crap made me wanna puke at first.

but being in prison forced me to have an open mind. I decided to take an arts and crafts class

where I learned how to made my own purse

and crochette stuff for my room

like this pencil holder

Prison had a lot of other perks

like a free dentist

my first shower in weeks

and my first doctor’s visit in years.

in an office with amazing artwork to look at

while getting a pap

I also got to watch a lot of movies in their theater

though it was usually porn, believe it or not

I even found a new boyfriend

but, like most guys I’m attracted to, he was emotionally unaviable

and kind of a nut job who wore a stupid Giligan’s Island hat.

He ended up tearing his cell apart like a psycho

and was sent to solitary confinement

where he was forced to read the bible

and drink out of a dog bowl

Even Dora found a boyfriend in prison.

But surprise, surprise

he was a total wack job as well.

Dora tried to make friends in prison

but that didn’t go over too well

Jade: Yo, you better get the FUCK off my cot little girl before I stick Jill’s toothbrush up yo ass.

Jill: Hell no! I gotta put this thing in my mouth tonight. Use my toothpaste on her instead..

Dora: Okay, okay. I’ll sit on the top bunk.
Jill: And don’t you dare look at me anymore little girl or I’ll rape your face.


Dora: Got it

After that day, Jade and Jill had it out for Dora. They played all kinds of tricks on her like saran wrapping the toilet seat

and stuffing her in the industrial-sized dryer.

Dora thought avoiding them altogether would solve the problem. Then she met the prison guard whose sole purpose in life became torturing Dora

Prison Guard: Do you know what they did to little skanks like you in the old days?…..

they’d spank the shit out of them. Now bend over!

Dora couldn’t get out of bed for a week after that spanking

Things got even worse when Dora made the mistake of playing in teh gas chamber.

Who would have thought such a tiny little girl

could tip over a ginormous gas chamber!

For that one, she was sent to this room

where they used all kinds of crazy torture devices on her

before executing her

When I went to her funeral, I was shocked to see they’d made her share a coffin

with this guy!

Dora: Hey! I’m not dead, I was just pretending so that bitch-ass prison guard would leave me alone.


After Dora got out of the morgue, things went back to normal for a little while.

One day, though, I was daydreaming

about my crazy (hot) boyfriend

when I heard crying coming from Dora’s cell.
Me: Dora, what’s going on over there

Dora: I can’t take the bullshit them women are lay’n down no more. I’m gonna fuck some shit up if I don’t get outta here soon, yo.
Me: Okay, I’ll think of a plan. But only if you stop talking like that, yo.

Over the next few days, Dora and I plotted our escape at every given opportunity

in the yard

during meals


and whenever we had kitchen duty together

Me: So I hear the old man in the watch tower is a perve that likes little girls….

…All you gotta do is pleasure him a couple times and then we’re free. You think you can handle that?

Dora: Yeah, I’ll wiggle his worm if it gets me out of this shit hole.


Me: You know, cursing when you’re wearing a pink jumpsuit makes you look stupid. You really should lay off it.

Dora did what the watchtower man asked

but got busted by the prison guard who hated Dora. We were both sent to maximum security prison for the next five years

wear I gained two hundred pounds

and Dora gained a ton of muscle mass.

The joint made us hardened criminal

and we’ve never been the same

Whopper Camo

I found this Burger King outside a trailer park in St. Martin awhile ago


It wasn’t the first time I’d come across an unsuspecting Burger King.

This one in South Dakota was hidden inside a tiny office building

Big-Hearted Jerk

On this Jersey Shore boardwalk, I discovered this store called Big-Hearted-John’s

His sign made him seem all nice

That and the lady blowing bubbles outside his store

The bubbles weren’t for the customers though. They were for Jason

who popped every single one with his swinging michetti

Big-hearted John ended up being a big-hearted psychopath with a creepy store.

Here’s a recap

The Supreme Playground

My favorite place to play in Central Park

Catch Her If You Can

JFK airport has pretty tight security.

So it surprises me they wouldn’t catch such an obviously sketchy person hiding under neck pillows.

BOOBIES!

Yesterday I had to go to the hospital to get a lump in my boob checked out.

While I waited in the lobby, this guy told me the history of the ambulance.

I learned a ton!

In the waiting room for mammograms, the other ladies and I watched The Price Is Right

I got a little too excited as usual (The idiot totally blew his chance at PLINKO)

Afterwards, The Young and The Restless came on

I normally hate soap operas


but this one got me locked in rather quickly

During the scene with the breast cancer patient

I totally lost it.


I mean, what if I was about to be diagnosed with cancer?

I was able to compose myself once I was in the mammogram room

probably because the bubblegum wallpaper and baby doll in the corner cheered me up

As I waited in the next room to get my ultrasound, I got a little bored,
so I decided to give myself an ultrasound

(This was a public hospital.The hour long wait would make anyone want to start playing with equipment).

I’d seen pregnant women getting ultrasounds on tv a million times, so I figured boobs weren’t any different.

I looked at my result in the micropscope


(Although, I admit, I wasn’t really sure what I was looking for.)

I determined the results inconclusive, so I tried again. Just as I realized I was, in fact, lump free, the doctor came in.

Me: Hey Doc! Take a look at these cancer-free titties!!!

In all seriousness, my lump has gone away, so I am indeed, breast cancer free. YAY!!!!

Junk In a Trunk

I feel sorry for manequins these day. They’re sexualized so much, like at this store in Seaside Heights (where they shoot that amazing reality show, Jersey Shore)

Most of them aren’t even allowed to face forward

This poor girl was shoved into a trunk so all you can see it her booty.

Yet another thing to love about Jersey.

Don’t Judge a Truck By Its Tires

Just when I thought I could stereotype someone driving a big ass truck with big ole tires

I noticed their fondness for stuffed animals

It’s probably the same duck lover who left

a wind-up baby duck in this bathroom

Autobody Language

You can tell a lot about a person by the way they sell their car, like these two people in Nashville, Tennessee

One was clearly a private person, afraid to share any information about himself or the car he’s trying to sell

The other one was either a Yes Man

or a Depressed Man who just don’t give a damn.