Titty Sprinkles

Titty Sprinkles

Some of the men on my team couldn’t find a passing lane—offensively or defensively—if their lives depended on it, but no one notices that.

Faded Memories

Faded Memories

I technically shouldn’t have graduated—you were only allowed a total of twenty excused absences in a year, and I had something like thirty-five my senior year.

Mary-Veronica

Mary-Veronica

She isn’t actually Mary-Veronica. First she was Veronica, and then, after I gave her $140 but before she gave me her address, she became Mary.

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