Owning A Twat Is Dangerous, You Twat

Shove all your dumbness up your own arse

Photo by Ayo Ogunseinde on Unsplash

Here’s a shout-out to the losers I am encountering while attempting to date/obtain sex.

I’m not normally as vicious as the raccoons living in my neighbor’s shed. But for some reason I am — be it exhaustion, too much eggnog, or hearing six-year-olds natter about Elves on the Shelves non-stop for a month now.