the smell of my desperation has become a stench

My gay dog

I came home from the gym one morning and the collar Chuck had on when I left had been replaced with this one, the one Tyrant purchased at the recent Salt Lake City Gay Pride Parade. And now when I see him sulking throughout the house I can’t help myself from cooing, “WHO’S MY LITTLE GAY DOG, WHO?”

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Heather B. Armstrong

Hi. I’m Heather B. Armstrong, and this used to be called mommy blogging. But then they started calling it Influencer Marketing: hashtag ad, hashtag sponsored, hashtag you know you want me to slap your product on my kid and exploit her for millions and millions of dollars. That’s how this shit works. Now? Well… sit back, buckle up, and enjoy the ride.

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