Where Wickedness Happens Daily

Dear God, I’m cleaning out my email today and will be uploading a bunch of shit from it starting with these pictures of Goldie Hawn. 

Dear God, why do some people enjoy spelling so much? And could Iraq51’s answer be anymore of a boo-sha-wa-wa asshole pig thing to say?

Dear God, My last cigarette felt like a mistake. How come you can’t help me quit? You act like I’m your brother but you treat me like a slave.

dear god, we made it back in to our apartment, alive. you truly move in mysterious ways. So why “hokus pokus” me this love seat in a two setter for as a moving in present? Wave the wand. Life is what happens while your busy looking for a place to sit down.