Monthly Archives: August 2013

The Train Game

Since you’re all here greedily eyeing my words of opinionation, and since I’ve also shared a most intimate picture of myself in a leisure blazer with you, I think it…

“Oops, I have to feed my vagina”

Huffington Post ran an article today that made me want to poke my eye out.   Titled, “Oops, I slept with your boyfriend“, it was filled with the same vacuous, inane…

The Long Hiatus

What do you get when you cross three part-time jobs with a Grave’s Disease Diagnosis? A Twaddle Squawk implosion. Yes, yes, I, Editor El, took ill with what I thought…