Naughty Letters to Ms. Mac

Countless noble souls (and many fluffy kittens) sacrificed their lives during the making of this blog. We think you will agree they were worth it.

Tuesday, February 13, 2007


The chub-o-meter went so far in the wrong direction that it exploded and I had to remove it from the blog entirely.

I knew there was a good reason for not consuming six Ferrero Rochers after dinner every night. My jeans are so tight they have altered my gait. (Stella, that means I walk funny, before you crack a joke about me being an awkward git).

The bosoms are nicely rounded though, which is a considerable consolation.


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