You Know Who You Are.

Anyone who rattles off phrases like “the fetid litterbox of his deranged and hostile cats” with such effortless abandon can wax my balls any time. Even if they got the whole bathrobe thing completely wrong.

This entry was written by Peter Watts , posted on Tuesday March 18 2008at 07:03 am , filed under misc . Bookmark the permalink . Post a comment below or leave a trackback: Trackback URL.

5 Responses to “You Know Who You Are.”

  1. I would ask for an explanation but I fear it would open a hole from the reality that you ‘live’ in and the one with the rest of us in it.

  2. You know, when I need to get my nether bits groomed and polished to a soft sheen, I just call my favourite local spa and get an appointment that fits my schedule. But maybe this random shout-out on your blog will work for you.

    P.S. Sugaring is less painful than waxing. Trust me.

  3. Waxing poetic, eh?

  4. I don’t really know who I am, to be honest.

  5. Maybe not. But the facade is just about perfect.