Oh Queefies.

Crissy’s posts of late seem to be about death and she’s not sure what that means but it keeps coming up and so she writes about it. First it was Guilt Fish and then David and now Alex Edge. Alex was a Queef and he recently died of a heroin overdose.

Here is what he said about Mister and Crissy and Crissy didn’t know he was a Queef until this morning when Mister told her all about him and she feels sad now because she never got a chance to return the love and admire his pictures.

Ken is pretty much my hero. He has a pretty rad blog, and his wife, besides being totally fucking hot, is the “Queen of fucking Everything”. So like Marisa, I’m trying to mimic him – I’m currently looking for some sort of royalty to wife up, but I’m not finding anything really comparable. I mean, how am I gonna compare “Princess of some tiny little province/region” to someone who rules “Everything”?

Besides being royal consort, Ken seems to like to take weird blurry abstract kinda pictures that make your eyes hurt and your brain wonder WTF you’re actually looking at. At least lately. Everyone viewing his photostream is wondering when he’s gonna move past this artsy phase and get back to his real strength – naked pictures of the wifey!

Shit. This testimonial was supposed to be about Ken, but I really feel like it ended up being more about Krissy. Oops. I’m gonna have to try to remember the other reasons why Ken is awesome and then come back to this.

Meanwhile, go directly to album labeled “Kristen”.

Don’t do drugs, Queefs. Crissy does not want you to die.

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