Chapin City Blues

Writing is writing whether done for duty, profit, or fun.

I might be the only one here who feels this way, but I miss the good ol’ days when you read “Tiffany sucks real good,” or the every simple “For a good blow job, call Ray 555-0269″ on restroom stalls and/or walls. Scribbled in lipstick or a Sharpie. The first of these Internet scribblings happened …

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