Hi babies! I am Kelly Q E Hudson, a 30-year-old full-grown woman. I am a writer/producer for original content on AdultSwim.com (The Trash Heap, folks!) and a performer at the UCB Theatre. I live in Brooklyn Heights. You are officially filled in. Now look at the things I post.
I Can’t Remember Anything
Can’t Tell If this Is True or Dream
Deep down Inside I Feel to Scream
this Terrible Silence Stops Me
Now That the War Is Through with Me
I’m Waking up I Can Not See
That There’s Not Much Left of Me
Nothing Is Real but Pain Now
Hold My Breath as I Wish for Death
Oh Please God,wake Me
A Christian guide to beating kids from 1998 (For more info and images, click here; For a related post, click here http://christiannightmares.tumblr.com/post/55147562877/god-the-rod-and-your-childs-bod-the-art-of)
Is it too late to attend Sunday School?
Send him back to his Learning Center after he has regained composure.
John Howell Harris imagines humorous beach-safety rules:
• DO NOT ACCEPT PERSONAL CHECKS FROM THE BEACH.
• DEMAND PROPER IDENTIFICATION IF THE BEACH ASKS TO GAIN ACCESS TO YOUR HOME TO CHECK THE GAS METER.
• IF YOUR CAR WAS KEYED IN THE PARKING LOT, YEP—PROBABLY THE BEACH.
Photograph by Martin Parr/Magnum