Mr. June

On the sixth day of Sexmas, I delivered to mommy…. ELVIS PRESLEY GYRATING! If Roy Orbison wasn’t playing on Ye Olde Cassette Player, it was a tape of Elvis Presley’s rendition of “I’ll Be Home For Christmas” or “Here Comes Santa Claus”. Played in June. I’m pretty sure Anyu thinks that Elvis’ death was a […]

Mr. March

Earlier this week, I was invited to one of those obligatory holiday office party by a pharmaceutical consulting company that hires me for graphic design work. Since I know everyone at this company on a professional level, I was really surprised when one of these techies asked me about my “Sexmas Calendar“. Of course, those two little words caught the entire […]

New York, New York II: Pepper Spray

“I can’t belief you vould drag me up dis early for a stupid trip,” my mother said as we walked towards the main entrance of the Middlesex Mall. Even the security guard looked sleepy as he unlocked the doors and ushered us into the empty corridor. I however, was wide-eyed and bushy-tailed. I was going […]