In which I am an asshole…

Have you ever found a huge cyst on your back, asked a friend to lance it, and had a huge wad of weird shit come spurting out? And then realized: that was kind of fun, but now you have to clean it up?

That’s how I feel about discussions of certain topics. Which I will not mention, but I’m sure you can fill in the blanks. Scratch the surface, and you’ve got to deal with what comes up.

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Alyson the Incorrigible of House Miers; High Priestess of Sparkly Fractal Flames; Summoner of Creative Insults; Wrangler of Adverbs, Semicolons and Conditional Clauses; Bane of Euphemisms; Mixer of Genres; and Mother of Witches.