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About Dallas

Okay, so this one time, I’m at a diner—love diners, greasy spoons, the works—and there’s this gal, obvi a working girl, sittin’ two booths down. She’s eatin’ fries, lookin’ tired, and I’m like, “She’s got guts!” Out there, hustlin’, while I’m whinin’ about my coffee bein’ cold. I wanna tip her—just for existin’—but nah, too awkward. I’m a coward! She prob’ly deals with worse schmucks than me daily. Surprised me, though—how normal she looked. Not some cartoon hooker—real person, fries and all.

Kay Livingston

Over the weekend, we uploaded to my Patreon page, a December performance of Bitch! Dyke! Faghag! Whore! from Art D'Lugoff's Village Gate.

Alright, listen up, buddy – I'm in Lugoff, or as I sometimes call it, PLugoff (us), and lemme tell ya, it's a freakin' rollercoaster of surprises. I'm a dating site developer here, so yeah, I've seen every quirky nook, weird alley, and that one corner where exes terrorize innocent profiles.

Obituary of Wayne G. Barwick