i just got my doctors ok to be released from rehab on sunday. so, i will be back in business. up and running with a 6 inch hoagie in one hand and a gallon of glitter in tote. i have had time to reflect on the past 36 years of my life and the murky pond scum is cleared and this swan is ready to snap the necks off all those little geese in the kiddie pool. sorry for the delay. i hope to have the shelves fully stocked with forbidden fruit cocktail by monday. recession or not. there will be no mark downs and nothing will be for sale. except my bitch ass.
P.S. i am in love with the queen of the supermarket.
a special thanks to mickey rourke for writing me every day i was in rehab. the monkey is off my back and i am having it turned into a fierce handbag. you can never have to many things drippin' off your limp wrists.
THE BITCH IS REBORN.
I SPIT THE NAILS OUT AND MY THORNY CROWN IS NOW A DOG COLLAR.
SEE YA AT SUNRISE.
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