What Sunday Morning Means NOW

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Bloody Marys at home with a clown skewer.

Fuckin’ rock.

9 Responses to “What Sunday Morning Means NOW”
  1. slurredpress says:

    Those should be jars full of google eyes.

  2. kate says:

    it’d be better with a period blood swizzle stick

  3. RJ says:

    time to update, mr. b.

  4. Helli, I KNOW…I haven’t been in the mood to write because I’m sleepy-brained. It might have something to do with hiring a complete staff for a new store that I’m opening and setting up everything else and managing the store I’m at right now. Jesus. Let me breathe.

    Oh, and we’ll drink soon.

  5. slurredpress says:

    There is no time for breathing!

  6. RJ says:

    Well, if it comes down to drinking or writing, I suppose there’s no contest.

    But work? C’mon. Blah effing blah BLAH!

  7. sealegs says:

    its okay people are sick of hearing about your drunk friend kate and your backwards ass family anyhow


  8. RJ says:

    This morning I walked past the fuuuunnnkay temporary front to your new coffee shoppe. I plan on stopping in for coffee and chode when it opens.

  9. excalibur says:

    very insightful read, thankyou.

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