Pornstar Post-Breakup Emails
Adult film stars are just like you and me. They eat meals, go to work and even break up with each other. I managed to get my hands on some of the separation emails. I hope you enjoy.
KC was born in Oregon, raised in the Dakotas, educated in Colorado, groomed in NYC, and now teaches in Seoul, South Korea. He misses sleeping until noon, drinking nightly, and getting shot down by college girls. He still gets shot down by college girls. Casey "KC" Freeman finished college a few years ago and he's still trying to incorporate the things he learned into his everyday life. So far, at the end of the workday not a single coworker can pack their bookbag faster than KC. At the beginning of his career at PIC he was gainfully employed as an editor at one of the worst magazines in existence, but has also worked as a bartender, day laborer, telemarketer, public relations rep, swim coach, bouncer, KFC cook, pizza delivery boy, lifeguard and trucker. Now he's an English teacher in South Korea. Life, work and the oddities in between inspire him to create things that enhance souls. Even though he's the greatest, he wants you to know that You're the Best.
Adult film stars are just like you and me. They eat meals, go to work and even break up with each other. I managed to get my hands on some of the separation emails. I hope you enjoy.
<p>I learned how to do MS Paint. Here's my first drawing. Click on it to make it bigger. (Yes, this is about as good as my art gets.) </p><p><img src="/files/u46/boob_drawing_0.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="250" /> </p>
Dear Pizza Barn: In the 28 shifts I've worked so far, not once has a girl answered the door in a towel, and then offered sexual favors in exchange for the pizza. Please fix this ASAP.
<p>It's Wednesday again, and that means Burger King Whoppers used to be $.99! It also means you get a new round of questions from your life-trivia master...ME! Read, think and then answer. Your grades will come in the mail in about three-to-four weeks.</p>
While mixing cocktails for cockteases can be a fun way of life, it also brings with it a new slough of problems. So before you business majors ditch your graphing calculators and Wall Street Journals for a bottle opener and whipped cream, heed these warni
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<p>Read the questions, answer them creatively as comments. Put some thought into your answers. Or just make up random shit. </p>
At the ice cream socials, don't go for the girls that take the double scoops of chocolate. They is going to get fat. Turning off lights can cure ugly, but it don't cure fat.
<p>Wow, the holiday season is over. I wasn't really into it until I saw people taking down Christmas decorations. Then I get sad. Too little too late. Boo hoo.</p><p>I got "Venture Bros." Season One on DVD, a slew of gift cards, some awesome t-shirts and a wonderful bottle of Red Breast Irish Whiskey from Jackie — it's almost too good to drink. </p>
Usually, I'm a pretty healthy person, but I've come down with some sort of illness. Now, I'd just like to be able to talk, breathe, and not cough my guts out again, but I've tried every one of these over-the-counter cures and none of them has worked.
2008 will always have the acidity of blood in my mouth after breaking my neck. It will swirl like a spinal cord no longer protected by bone, but 2 titanium plates and 8 screws.
<p><img src="/files/u46/1116082340a.jpg" alt="kc wink" width="400" height="300" /></p><p>It's true, my birthday is New Year's Eve. Now, maybe Nobel Nathan DeGraaf will try to get you to believe that having your birthday on <a href="/nathan/2006/12/christmas-birthday-pros-and-cons.html">Christmas </a>is better than "The Eve," but he's wrong. </p>