Another Fucking Publication

Let your inner asshole run wild for the April TOT

Introducing Another Fucking Publication — Your Platform for Ranting and Roaring

I’m at the wrong boarding gate

Will Jesus take the wheel this June?

Plowing through June’s “special” days

Please hold while I set my feet on fire

And why you’re not getting that well-deserved applause (& cash)

No sweatpants. No acne. No mercy.

Few tips on how to give her mind-blowing orgasms. Always win your bedroom war.

Isn’t it fucking time women give themselves permission to feel and own all of their emotions, including envy? Why is that so difficult?

Where slow walkers, bag-tag origami, and boarding gate bullshit make you question all your life choices — until the champagne hits

Why not let a sodding algorithm that has never seen the item, dealt with a disappointed customer, or had a dispute opened against them…

Why does the airport feel like the Hunger Games?

No thank you

You were never just a condiment. You were a witness.

Why does everyone else think I can?

It’s another fucking prompt because writing with AuADHD and anxiety is obviously my favorite fucking thing

Sorry, but “FBI Surveillance Van” isn’t clever anymore

Some unexpected things can break even the strongest bond.

And why you should too

I guess that’s why they call it the blues…`

Because sometimes the worst thing isn’t what you think

How children ruined my perfectly adult theme park day

And yet, I keep licking the sidewalk like it’s fine dining

Age didn’t matter; he aimed to set her straight.