BARKING
How many times have I told you not to bark at Black Motorcycles?
How many?
BROOMS
“Leave the fucking broom alone! I need it. It’s my …
Transportation.
I’m a witch!”
PROCRASTINATION
“I know. I know. I’ve got to unpack. I get it. Thank you.”
OMG
“OMG. The World Fell Asleep! TELL it to wake-up! Now. I got buses to catch, papers to collect!”
WORDPRESS
“I can’t deal with these formatting issues anymore. I can’t. They’re driving me mad! Talk to them.”
MORNINGS
“TOO fucking early to talk about anything. No more barking!”
