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Horrorscopes

Hairies: Werewolves, werebears, and wereweasels will all need to look over your shoulder, as the full moon can only mean one thing…sex-crazed sasquatches. Also good right about tonight? Chastity belts. Good luck, and we hope the stars are lying about … Continue reading

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DEAR FTC…your name means Fuck Those Chatterboxes

Meh. Like I should fuckin’ disclose which books I get for free. Hell, most of the books I did get free, I turned around and bought copies to help support the writer. As it is I would have thought it’s a given who sends free shit. I’m a cranky nobody whining on the internet, so obviously, big guys like Harper Collins and Quercus aren’t kissing my ass and saying “Oh, Miss Whitten, your shit tastes like mint candy-flavored shit! Please, won’t you give this Stephen King novel a great review? You know he’s so small and pathatic in sales that he needs your amazing wit to help sell him to these moronic masses.” Continue reading

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Hubby training…

But the real secret is, hubby didn’t start off great. He was good, but to make him great, I had to resort to torture.

Yes, I know, it’s an evil word and an even more evil deed. But you know what? Used in the right amounts, it can work wonders on men. Of course, torture tends to make men bitter and hateful too. So, how to counteract this? Continue reading

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