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So What! Who Cares?!?
Jan 20th
So my boyfriend Misha says to me at lunchtime yesterday, “Gosh, baby. Human bodies are so inefficient at processing food. Haven’t you ever wondered why we have to eat three meals a day? Wouldn’t it be better if it were just one meal a day?”
Firstly, hells no! And nope. Never wondered that. Secondly, I was already on Meal #4. So what! Who cares?!?
So What! Who Cares?!?
Jan 15th
When I was a young lad, I was playing on the living room shag carpet near the couch. And I spotted a little beef jerky under the couch that I must have dropped several days earlier when my Mom bought it.
I snatched it up and greedily chewed. It was a dog treat.
So what! Who cares?!?
So What! Who Cares?!?
Jan 12th
A few years ago my lips swelled up and I went to the ER. The gay nurse man looked at me and said “Honey! What gave you those Amanda Lepore lips?” And I said, “I’ve been eating nothing but Vlasic pickles for the last two days!”
So what! Who cares?!?
So What! Who Cares?!?
Jan 10th
Misha and I went out last night for drinks and nibblies. When we ran out of bread for the artichoke-spinach dip, I used the butter knife.
So what! Who cares?!?
So What! Who Cares?!?
Jan 7th
I went out to lunch with Nick. And I couldn’t find my napkin. Not on the floor. Not in the booth. When I stood up to leave the restaurant, it fell out from under my belly flap where I had left it.
So what! Who cares?!?