Pop Star

Can I be honest with you, long-time monitor guy Harry Popick? “Depends.” Nice tush. “Don’t be honest with me.” You put the c in thicc. “Which one?” Either. “Stop talking to me.” It’s commanding, almost arrogant. I feel like your buttocks are judging me. “They’re not. Go away.” My anaconda does indeed want some. “Be … Continue reading Pop Star