Volume 9 Issue 11
Last night was Maskarave. It started out really good because the music was so phat and me and Jolene got microdots. I saw Marlene and was happy.
Most Quebecois don't know this, but Denny's used to be called Sambo's. Motherfucking Sambo's. America went nuts when they figured it out and banned them all; all but one.
When my son Bobby was born in 1954, they didn't tell me he was a Down's Syndrome.
Since my debut in the world 48 years ago, spasticity and involuntary movements due to cerebral palsy have been the dictators of my body.