Newmie is frenching hilarious. I swear to the baby Jesus and all the small woodland creatures that she should have her own freaking show. We’re chatting over text messages and I just started guffawing at the last message she sent me:
Newmie: …Any word from 3D lately?
Me: Thankfully, no. He’s probably busy working out, talking about his feelings, and scaring kids with his horse teeth.
Newmie: Hah ha ha. Comedy gold.
Me: I don’t know if I feel more sorry for him or for me.
Newmie: I blame him. You were blinded by cock. Kinda like blinded by science, but not.
I agree – you were blinded by cock. And a nice chest.
Newmie is tres hilarious!
He did have a pretty smoking chest… -CS
Ya know, I used to like Newmie, until she went privated and didn’t invite me. She hurt my feelings.
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She isn’t writing anymore. That’s why it’s on lock down. I miss her lovely writing. Now I settle for text messages and emails in the night time. – Catherinette
The only reason for Thomas Dolby to cry is that he didn’t have Newmie’s poetry in motion text message to use as lyrics instead.
Perhaps Newmie should be a singer/songwriter. I bet they’d feature her songs on American Idol. -CS
I’d like to hear songs about cock in Dolby surround sound, by which I mean, I hope to be surrounded by cock.
I can see how that might get taken out of context.
I’ve always known you had a special place in your heart for cock. And by “heart” I mean “backdoor.” -CS
That Newmie sounds hilarious.
You should totall meet her. -CS