by Jason Grant The entire king-sized bed is mine now, but I can’t seem to move from the left side to the right because on the nights you were here—laying there—if I dared move from my side to yours in the middle of the night it was like I-was-crossing-some-boundary you-needed…
by Michael C. Keith Things have come to a pretty pass when [man] is allowed to invade the sphere of private life. –– Lord Melbourne “Somebody hid a micro camera in the President’s bedroom!” whispered White House staffer Scott Piffin to his girlfriend. “You’re kidding!…
by Michael C. Keith Our host declares the party started Toasting all with a tequila shot Glasses are salted and then saluted Everyone gulps and lungs grow hot * Another! he wails as we all recover This is for all who bare their asses We drink his spirits with…