
Happy Global Dignity Day!
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Happy Global Dignity Day!

Mary Ann ran breathlessly to the train platform dragging her red gingham suitcase behind her. She threw her arms around Jonny, expecting to be rewarded with one of his trademark uvula-drenching tongue kisses. Instead, he softly pushed her away as the temperature of the station seemed to drop ten degrees.
“Sorry I’m late,” she stammered. “When my stern religious father heard about my plan to go with you to Van Nuys, he preached the scriptures about the whore in Babylon to get me to reconsider. He finally disowned me and cast me out, but here I am.”
“About that, doll,” said Jonny slowly as Boris lit a cigarette to give his partner time to recite the speech he’d spoken a million times before. “We said a lot of beautiful things, but it’s time to face reality. You could never fit in in my world any more than I could in yours. But as a parting gift, here’s a free trip to Hawaii, including a 3-hour tour on the S.S. Minnow. They said it gets cold on the boat, so you should bring six months’ worth of clothes with you.”
“Buh..but…” the amazingly tanned farmgirl sputtered as tears welled in her eyes, “you promised to take me with you if I’d perform that disgusting sex act that’s illegal in my county, under pain of being shackled in the public stocks and marked with a scarlet ‘A’”.
Jonny’s eyes narrowed as the Last Call whistle blasted from their train.
“Them’s the breaks, baby.”
Happy heavenly birthday to the great Dawn Wells!

Jonny finally got a haircut after months of everyone telling him that he looks like the Tasmanian Devil. Now he thinks he’s God’s gift to women, so Hack wrote this to mock him. The problem is, he thought the book was serious, so he’s more obnoxious than ever.

We’ve been reading posts from a few wise asses on social media that Los Angeles in ALWAYS this hot in October. Well, Van Nuys was 84° for the last three years in a row on this date and today it’s 101°. So close your mouths and get me a cold lemonade.

Happy Global James Bond Day!

We know this probably seems a little self-indulgent, but Jonny’s been really depressed this week, so Hack wrote this to cheer him up. It turned out to be one of his best books ever.




Happy National Underwear Day!