My first ever published story is in the Sunday paper. I thought I'd kinda hate it when I saw it in print - - but I don't! Hooray!
Thanks to Boo for her ass and connectionz.
I'm blowing my $125 paycheck on booze! Bottoms up! Pun intended!
Read it here.
P.S. Boo's ass and I are trying to make the Top 10 list of most e-mailed articles on Monday. Sooooo ... if you'd be so kind to click the little "send this article" button at the bottom and forward it to a few dozen of your friends, that would be super fantastico. I really think that the Times needs to have the word "butt-love" in it's Top 10 something before turning 110 years old. Don't you agree?
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That's great! Yaay.
Did you also draw the picture posted here?
Sprizee: Thanks! I didn't draw the picture - I found it somewhere. Wish I could remember where because it's AWESOME.
I have seen Butt Love.
And it's 29 sequels.
Good times, or at least slippery times.
j.
GOOD FOR YOU!!!
Great article!
P.S. Super Fantastico, hey that's from me. ;) Great to see you on Sunday
Brooke: Tanks. : ) For your kind words I wish a backyard beer in your near future for you.
NaughtySalt: I've been tag teamed by "super fantastico" - - I think Boo also used it in a call to Nacho Libre viewing action. It's totally stuck in my head! Everything is suddenly super fantastico. Like that tootsie roll commercial from the 70s. Super Fantastico!! Thanks for the compliment also. It was ... well, you know.
I love it! Congratulations on your butt love. "That's some good butt love right there." That's not a quote from anything, but I think it SHOULD be.
good article! i for one have always been appreciative of my ample buttocks. more butt love - it's a good thing! ;-)
Lisa: Oh! You are SO RIGHT. That should be a memorable movie quote. Something is wrong with this world that it isn't.
NYA: I'm glad you like your rear end. That's a total gift. I have nothing much to write home about it but it's the least of my worries, really. I obsess over other body parts instead. Don't get my started about my upper arms.
J: May I recommend the "Return To Butt Love Mountain" series? I think there are about 35 of those.
Congrats on having your story published! How cool is that??
And it's a good one, too!
We used to chuckle at my youngest daughter. When she was a wee babe she had no butt. Literally. As it grew in, her crack was crooked. Right at the top it has a curvy little zig and zag. We thought it was adorable. Someday, she'll be looking at her butt going, "UGH, I hate that stupid crooked crack!" I'm saving this article so I'll be ready!! Thanks!
Tammy: Thank you for the compliment! I love the idea that this story will be read in the future! That's super cool.
you're my heather feather hero.
h to the f: You are mine too.
OK, I browsed the comments and the article, but.... link please? I wanna read it too!
CG: It's in the post! Click the "read it here" link-thing!
Don't you agree?
Don't you agree?
I agree.
what of this irrelevant paradise,
of ferrellgas and hopped fences,
cider bottles of flat beer stolen
under quiet neon signs
That strobe I soldered, which
fell from the ceiling and shocked you
leaving the scar across your chest,
where are these pieces now,
when urinating off the overpass,
pissing drunk, down on semis,
spraypaint the tv instead of
watch it. we never backed off
not even with ivan angrily sleeping
under a bridge. we were the ideals
in an ideal world we won't return to.
i don't know why dirt becomes just dirt.
we can't blame everything on youth, when
friendship is responsible, and if
youth breeds friendship with little else,
time's our fair loss, that
age in evolving summers, which can be
fireproofed against self-defeat,
may quietly encroach, dampening a
united purpose and leave
ferrellgas tanks Jonesing nameless, for
whatever brand they were, we'd know now:
Eastwood is anonymous, with the
hot smell of the pine tree summer
lovely beyond nostalgia. My
Greatest consolation is how the
rest of the world never lived it:
The guilty grin of a secret to share.
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