Blondie has nothing funny to say after beating her toes trying to get a trunk show going, and I don't want to be a Debbie Downer to everyone else feeling the economic pinch to the arse.
I have decided I could either shoot myself or grow and sell shroomz. I just need a distributor and a farmer to show me how.
I figure the worse that will happen is; I get caught, get three free square meals, a paid for 10x10 studio with window, and a girlfriend named Flo who makes me call her Daddy.
The Blonde has had worse happen to her!!!!