A Cash-grab Named Bob (3/10) By Admiral Fartmore (book chosen by Beau Dashington) Editor’s Note: I can’t think of a half-decent pun about the word ‘pussy’, so lets just pretend I did. Something along the lines of “that homeless guy sure has a nice pussy” or “maybe the author wouldn’t be homeless if they sold their pussy” or something like that. I cry very easily when it comes to sentimentalist bullshit. I don’t really know why, because I’m not especially teary at weddings or funerals or any other significantly emotion real-life event – but if you put on a Thai insurance commercial, I’ll be weepingRead More →