must not have.

dear dirtyfingers,

you asked your boss to smell your fingers? i think it's best if you work from home. with a muzzle on.

also: hahaha. minus thirty. that shit is COLD. me and my sun-drenched, sticky thighs are feeling your pain, i swear.

and, yes. i did very much anticipate you addressing the fact that the guitar has lured you into many unfortunate bed-partners. the last time the guitar weilded it's mighty leg-spreading potency you ended up with...well...we both remember him. he was a real firecracker, that one. with mental problems that were hard to ignore. i believe that he was one of the key players who inspired us to compose a list of our 'must not haves' in a boyfriend (eg. must NOT have missing teeth, must NOT be an ex-con, must NOT be crack-addicted, must NOT wear a lace-up shirt, even if he brings doughnuts in the morning) etc. it's really something that those were all inspired from experience.

while the guitar was not to blame in every case i will agree that it was most definitely the culprit in MOST cases.

stay tuned for sticky's weekly 'sting-in-the-eye.'

come visit me, for the love of god.
also: CALL LED IMMEDIATELY. really. right now.
purr,
sticky bee