So, Sissy's been bugging the crap out of me because I haven't written anything here this week. I told her it's none of her business because the name of this website is "Scooter Van Neuter.com" not "Girlfriend Sissy.com":
Sissy: Why haven't you written something?
Me: Why haven't you cleaned the cat box? It's like a turd farm in there.
Sissy: People keep going to it to see if you've done anything.
Me: You need to keep strangers away from the cat box. It's none of their business what I do there.
Sissy: Your website.
Me: What about it?
Sissy: People are going there.
Me: Why? I haven't written anything for days.
Sissy: That's what I'm saying.
Me: What the hell does that have to do with the cat box?
Sissy: Nothing, dickhead.
Me: Than quit talking about it already.
Sissy: I hate you.
Me: Go eat an ice cream truck.
Sissy: Bastard.
Look, as soon as Sissy does something stupid, I'll write a story. The good news is it probably won't be a long wait.
Click, retard
