Thursday, October 26, 2006

Pick It

Monday night I hosted the Colors Committee of New York boys of Leather at my apartment. ( It had been a long time since we met and there was much to discuss.

Conversation quickly devolved into my unfortunate condition. Apparently I have a chronic resemblance to a muppet. I am not quite sure when I acquired this strange ailment, nor exactly how it is to be treated.

I suppose not yelling "I am a hot toe picker!" randomly on the street in the screechiest voice I can manage might beat down the dastardly little microbes evidently controlling my brain.

But really, what fun would that be?

1 comment:

Ray Wadkins said...

it's hot in topeka