Residents of Chicago are fiercely proud of their winters. Not unlike survivors of natural disasters or chicken pox, these people are united in a common triumph over the most terrible of conflicts. Apparently, winters in the midwest “suck ass” or “fucking bite” or “let’s just say I don’t see your momma shoveling no five feet [...]
The White Stripes: White Blood Cells
The Brothers, by Frederick Barthelme
Wear that great smelling deodorant, I could put my face in your armpit all day.
Call me while I’m sleeping, and after I tell you that I’m sleeping, continue to jabber like a fucking monkey.