Well, I’m 27, and I’m still living with my parents in Overland Park. I have an art history degree from a night school. My cat just died. I’ve lost 25% control of my sphincter muscles. I get a clicking sound in my jaw when I eat. I drive a ‘91 Dodge Neon. I have ovarian cysts. Sometimes, I pee the bed still. I have Alopecia. The only man who wants to fuck me is my 48 year-old manager at Pizza Street. P.S.: he only has one ball. So I guess… better than you.
