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Walk of lame.

Yeah, I see you seein’ me, 9 a.m. church goers. And I WISH I deserved those scowls. But unfortunately, these maroon hot pants haven’t been on anyone’s floor but mine since I picked them up to put them on twelve hours ago.

Save your prayers.

Actually, no. WAIT! If you could, please adjust your focus from the salvation of my soul to that of my abdomen – I’m getting a donut.


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