Kermit The Blog, Cont.:
Wherein We Continue To Refuse To Make Mention of Fashion Week.
Wherein We Continue To Refuse To Make Mention of Fashion Week.

It's Thursday and Krucoff's reign of benign negligence shows no sign of abating. To fill the void, Mike Dobbins has been kind enough to let us grant an insight into the inner life of someone who took Manhattan long before YM even thought of coming to town. Let's watch:
June 5th, 2007
Martin will be released from the hospital this Friday. Piggy had a fit at Spiderman 3 in the movie chamber because I told Martin that my first boss was only 2 years older than me and that my first job was at a movie theater like this.... and that my boss's name was Jan. Piggy lost her mind over this verbal recollection... me telling Marvin about another woman, regardless of the context. Marvin choked on his nachos out of sheer terror when Piggy screamed 2 inches from my face then running out yelling at the audience. You haven't experienced anything like the scorn of Piggy and neither had Marvin. Luckily, a large man carried "my little brother" to an usher and then to the manager's office for CPR on account of my bad right arm. I have to have a sit down with the director of the Big Brother program on Wednesday to explain how I could have jeopardized Martin's welfare as a big brother supervisor. Luckily, Marvin's alright but not to sound callous, that doesn't solve the hospital bill issue. He's not insured by Big Brother and he obviously isn't covered by my HMO since he's not actual "kin".
Piggy's in hiatus aka at Rhoda's, her god-sister.... to strengthen "Hurricane Piggy". I am tired of cleaning up after the storms. I get angry when she mentions divorce, but the fiascos....they're piling up on my soul.
June 6th, 2007
No sign of P. No phone calls. No texts. No one's answering at Rhoda's. God forbid I drive over there.
What am I doing in this relationship? Robin's 18 and lives in Peoria with his girlfriend Staci. He's gone with a chance. Man what I wouldn't give to be able to start over and be in Robin's shoes. Of course I would want to know what I know now. Man this is a good song, "Thunderroad". I feel like "Thundertoad".
The front door lock has a key broke off in it. This time it is my fault. No, f that! Piggy's intolerable bullshit! Piggy's act outs! How much am I supposed to handle? I bought this house, that lock regardless of who I married and who's part owner by law. I can hear my sister now. Spinster! I love how people who've never been married love to tell you how to do it right. Lifetime network and a vibrator doesn't make you an expert on marriage. There's nothing in the fridge. Another Taco Bell night. Then some ice cream and chocolate bars from Walgreens. Then watch Robert DeNiro play a bounty hunter. Somebody's got to be a f'n man!
Tomorrow: Piggy needs a bail bond, and K. finds back to himself.









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