What Are You Eating Under There?

Last weekend, I had to go to a funeral. It’s OK though, because the dead chick was totally hot! In fact, she was so hot, I had mourning wood! It was a little embarrassing, and I started to feel a little uncomfortable, so I grabbed an old lady’s poodle and headed to the bathroom for some tension release. Then some other stuff that I don’t really want to talk about happened that forced me to declare a fatwa on the living, and I started waging holy war on the other funeral-goers.

Later that night, I watched a really, really funny episode of Charles In Charge in my hotel room.

Hazel O’Connor “Eighth Day” (buy)