24 11 / 2010

What’s Love Got Ta Do With It

Dear Emily,

How do I get my significant other to put out more?

Sincerely, 

What’s love got ta do with it?

Dear What’s Love Got Ta Do With It,

Tina? Dat you girl?

I have a nasty cold today and took some heavy medication to relieve myself of this agony so maybe I’m hallucinating. Tomorrow is turkey day, and being honest here, the food is really bland compared to the hardcore flavor fucked Italian cuisine I’m used to for the Roman Catholic holy days. I’m all for squash and other hearty vegetables but poultry is for the birds (LOL) so if I can’t taste the food FINE BY ME.

It’s actually kind of nice having a leaky nose faucet during the work week—much preferable to being ill on the wknd. I usually swallow a few nighttime pills when I wake up cos I figure if I’m feeling pretty low, I deserve to get a little high. And that’s what drowsy drugs are good for. Pop a couple sleepytime bennies of the cold & allergy variety and you’re golden for the next eight hours.

How do you get your significant other to put out more? Get ‘em drunk. Happy Thanksgiving and receiving.

Gobble!

Emily

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