Rats, Cops And Crappers

After I had apologized profusely to the police and regained my composure, I wondered what was worse—being outed by an anemic toilet as a person who craps or setting off a burglar alarm at 5:45 a.m and not being able to shut it off.

Jennaire’s Confession

While it is true that early on in our relationship I made the decision to inexplicably lock the Thanksgiving turkey in the oven, I wasn’t completely lacking in decency.

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