This one's for you, Jenny Jerkface...

No, this isn't another post about my vagina. It's not even a post about JJ's vagina. Shockingly, it's not a post about vaginaat all. It's a post about how Mr. TK is in the dog house.

You see, we went to a festival on Saturday. We did the usual gorging ourselves on food and talking the boy out of riding rides that looked like they were assembled by drunk carnies hell bent on having their revenge on the uppity folk with a full set of teeth. The boy guilted Mr. TK into riding some sissy roller coaster where the boy squealed with glee while Mr. TK shit his pants.