My Go Fug Myself post is syndicated on BlogHer today (BlogHer, the fabulous network that puts ads on my site so that someday I can watch the dollars roll in while I bid on NKOTB dolls on eBay, watch old episodes of Columbo just to piss off my Tom Selleck pillow, and dictate my memoirs to my personal assistant, Slash, whom I will force to use a typewriter because I like the dings at the ends of sentences. On his lunch breaks I will totally let him wail in front of churches, though.)
His mustache is itching with jealousy.
Anyway, go here to read it again. Like all comedy gold, it will be even richer the second time around (and I saw Honey, I Shrunk The Kids four times in the theater, so I know.)