Monday, June 13, 2011

Sunday, June 12, 2011

PRODUCT ENDORSEMENT: Pet Head Pop Pop Fizz Fizz

Pet Head Pop Pop Fizz Fizz makes me forget how I scrape around in my own shit and that I clean my body with my rotten fish mouth.

Saturday, June 11, 2011

Shop girl

Still standing behind this fucking counter. I hate my job. I hate retail. Still super sick from getting my ute sliced - I think I'll just take a nap (as usual!).

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Wren Spayed; Uterus Replaced with Penis

 Wren had her nest removed through a little hole in her belly. It seems a small penis is forming at the site. Wren hasn't seen it yet, because of her cone, but I'm sure she'll be satisfied.

Monday, June 6, 2011

Wren and the fat kid.

 
Wren had to baby-sit her agent's kid. Can you say MISERY!? The kid ate Wren's food, shit itself twice, and hid the remote control while Wrizzo was trying to get her Gossip Girl on!

Sunday, June 5, 2011

Is "boosh" a word?

Wren pulled me aside that night and sighed. She was like, "How many times are we going to sit around and play Words-with-Friends like fucking losers?"

Saturday, June 4, 2011

Friday, June 3, 2011

"Oh! She's drinking..."

Auntie Mai-ly stopped by to smoke a Virginia Slim and spoil wren with rice milk. Wren had a bad case of crazy tail all that evening.

Puppy Cat

We wanted to know why Wren acted so puppy-like. What is in her head? Chelsea found a seam that ran along her skull. When both ears are pulled, her brain is exposed. We still couldn't see why she acted so puppy-like.

Thursday, June 2, 2011

A kitty named Wren.

There were two kittens in the cage, one was reddish and had a sickly face. The other was the bull. The woman at the animal shelter said that the feral bird ward was in a frenzy the morning she arrived. So we named her “Wren.”