How dare I let a whole WEEK go by without a single fucking post? Especially after my awesomeballzzzzz first comic strip? Cardinal rule after photo-ing all bloggy meet-ups while eating froyo covered in chia until you puke has to be
NEVER STOP POSTING.
People will worry about you. They will be so sad. They NEED your post in their day.
Or is it that people nowadays have no attention span. They really don't give a shit about you unless you are all up in their fucking kool-aid every single day – favorite flavor or not.
Where have you been, MILF Runner? you ask.
Yeah! you say. And where are my mutherfuckin' socks, bitch? And that runner's lube shit?
I have a lot of kids, and they almost ALL GOT SICK last week. And then I got sick. It was puking and fever sick. Except for me. I am not a puker. I did enough of that freshman year in college to seriously last me a LIFETIME. I was lucky. Instead of vomiting, I got this totally rad rash with my fever. Needless to say, y'all were not a priority. And as much as it pains me to say it (not really), my kids come before this.
Just because I'm not putting out doesn't mean I'm not thinking about putting out. Here's the first installment: