Ode from the Commode: A Thanksgiving Plea

To Whom It May Concern: I write to you with the fervent hopethat my plight may soon be known.My ordeal began as soon as I plunkedmy ass on the porcelain throne. It seems mixing shots of tequilawith gravy-smothered pitawas clearly not the way to go. Hence, my ass exploded,the tidy bowl overloaded,and the septic tank …

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I Wish I Was in Tijuana, Eating Barbequed Iguana in the Sauna

Hey, kids! It's National Poetry Month! Wait -- don't go, come back! Poetry is cool!  I swear this will be fun! And mostly painless! Mostly. Here's a short collection of some of my best poetry fails. See, I made sure this was short. So you can enjoy them. Or not. My guess is you won't unless you're drunk. Do …

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