A self-satirical train wreck that you can witness word by word...
And for those who doubt my son Armand Bovoso, indeed he is part Black. I'm Black and Italian. Armand is Black, italian, and Ukranian Jewish. Send me an email if you can't accept this.
And for those who doubt my son Armand Bovoso, indeed he is part Black. I'm Black and Italian. Armand is Black, italian, and Ukranian Jewish. Send me an email if you can't accept this.
Or should I call her by her modern skewed equivalent "the shrink." My unforeseen foray back into panic disorder has been headed off at the pass by my glorious Dr. from parts Near East. I've been placed on a med that has taken the edge off the panic but has also left me short of breath. Quid Pro Quo doctor? Looks like I'll have to call her in the morning. Good thing it's not August. (I know at least one of you got that reference. Probably a happy pill popper like me.)
Oy vey! If it ain't one thing it's another! {{{hugs}}}