All through my sphincter
You met resistance
I kept my prostate
Don’t keep your distance

How about “I’m sorry”?

Most of you know by now that in addition to doing whatever it is I do over here, I also write a monthly column for Brides.com. I figure I’ve already ruined crafting, I might as well shit on your wedding.

If this sort of thing interests you, you can read the piece here.

If not, come back in a little while for more fuckery.