Tag Archives: Where The Wild Things Are – Probably Key West
When you take your kids to “Where the Wild Things Are” and they ask why the movie is so sad, you say:
…it’s because God and baby Jesus don’t like you and your whooping cough that never seems to go away despite the 30 different doctors we’ve visited, and also your bastard daddy who put me through a 17 hour labor only to find a year later that he only likes blonds, not brunettes like mommy is, [...]




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