This chapter is all sorts of crazy. First because I've finally met my comic alter-ego. Shaved hair growing back badly? Check! Weird glasses that don't suit her face shape? Check! Baggy tank top and shorts?! Double check! I haven't lifted the little lady's arms, but if there isn't a healthy tuft growing ont does armpits, I will be very disappointed! Plus she uses my favorite epithets too: "Bourgeois" and "Capitalist", I like to add in a "Fascist" from time to time. It was a match made in heaven. I am losing some of my affection towards Kore, though. Nadal, really?! Really?! When we all know Djokovic is the best player in the world (whatever the dumb rankings say). Is it me or did Kore do something not so wise to the point "HR" had to ask her to "take a break"? What is it, coke? Are we going to see her go cold turkey! How romantic would that be, her body going into convulsions while my Zhenya injects her some crack! And look who it is! My darling! No, not you Jean, move aside! My Zhenya, of course. That Tennessee trucker vibe does not suit him at all, to be honest. I assume that they do not have orthodontists on his island.
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