Lil’ Rhody – My First Boo
I was young and didn’t understand that you don’t sh*t where you eat … More Lil’ Rhody – My First Boo
I was young and didn’t understand that you don’t sh*t where you eat … More Lil’ Rhody – My First Boo
Yes, public urination is a crime, but so was destroying 92,000 pounds of British tea … More Honoring our Forefathers the Only Way We Knew How: Stars and Stripes Margaritas
We bribed our intern coordinator to show us his Jeopardy tapes … More Daily Double Trouble
“When in your life are you ever going to get to have sex on a Congressman’s desk again?” … More La La La La La America
“Hey, I know we just met – but can you reach down into my bra so I can pay my tab?” … More Dog Days
Looking back, it was completely hypocritical to submit a paper on detriments to civic virtue with one hand and having a highball in my other … More Bueller? Bueller?
Peter looked like a rounder Colin Firth and dressed, and sometimes smelled, like a river guide (which he was) … More My First Work Husband
Peter and I were never acknowledged or asked to do anything for them, except once … More Thing 1 and Thing 2
Mustached Mortuary Man was a pale mustached fellow who was just hired, the best Peter and I could figure, write condolence letters to the families of constituents who had died … More Mustached Mortuary Man’s Co-Workers
Was he going to tie Peter and me up and do strange mustache Necrophilia things to us? … More Mustached Mortuary Man’s Living Situation