Announcement; No Fruit for You; High Culture Meets Low Morals
This is just to say that Japey will be on hiatus for a few more days as he works on his taxes. If anyone has any suggestions on how to justify $7,622 in deductions for butter and $2,550 for feminine hygiene, leave them in the comments below. Also, I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox and which you were probably saving for breakfast. Forgive me. They were delicious, so sweet and so cold. So just take a fucking chill pill and have some Honey Nut Cheerios, OK?
In the meantime, may I suggest that you use this time to pay a visit to the randiest, raunchiest, potty-mouthiest genius in the history of music: Shit-Talking Beethoven (@ShitTalkingLVB). Remember to speak loudly and clearly. It might be a good idea to bring some condoms, too, because you just never know. Note: If you’re young enough to be taking Suzuki violin lessons, or naps after story time, STB is probably not for you.