Friday, March 1, 2013


cat marnell
CAT MARNELL , at rock star bar
Now girls
don't get me wrong.

I give about eighteen thousand thumbs up to autoerotic asphyxiation. 
Shout out to rough sex. The richer you are the rougher they’ll choke you out, and for obvious reasons it is hard to shout out when this is happening.

 When I was getting strangled erotically by the Resoivoir at 4 am by that saucy teen millionaire no one but the raccoons we saw scuttling along Fifth Avenue on our way in could have seen his knees sexily pinning me to the floor of the pine grove at my shoulder blades.

I dunno I guess. 
 Shout out to raccoons. 
But I didn’t need saving anyway.

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