Things Wot I Found During My Mega-Housecleaning
Several years ago, an ex cheated on me and—after several weeks of wracking sobs and eating fistfuls of brownie batter—I decided to retaliate by subscribing his withered new girlfriend up for a dozen or so magazines.
Although I inked her name and address on all of these cards, I never sent them to their respective P.O. Boxes, which is a shame. She really would’ve enjoyed ‘New Witch.’