Friend from college: Hey, how are you?
Me: Good. Just hanging out with friends, working, writing, nothing too momentous to note, but I'm happy FFC: I was just curious. You post a lot of dog pics, but I never see much more of you on my news feed.
Me: Yeah, I need to stop with the dog postings. Makes me feel like a spinster.
FFC: Nothing wrong with the dog postings other than the fact you have a weird looking dog
Me: Haha, it's technically not even mine it's my roommate’s
FFC: lol, that's even worse.
It’s true, I do post a lot of pictures of my roommate’s dog — a strange, tiny, Italian greyhound named Twiggy who lives to eat chicken and sniff dirty panties. It’s because I created a Tumblr page for her and annoying the 300 (I’m so lying, it’s more like 10) friends I have on Facebook is my best marketing strategy because I really hate promoting myself. It makes me feel dirty and cheap and I only like to feel that way when I’m grilling and eating American cheese off of a skillet at 4 am after a one-night stand in Bushwick.
Anyway, enough about me, check out Twiggy’s Tumblr “Chicken & Panties!” Here’s a little taste of what you can see on a weekly basis:
Hi, I poop in a box. |
Twiggy in the City: Will she ever find love? Probably not. Because she’s a total Samantha. |
The cutest butthole you’ll ever see |
I will eat your soul. |
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