Posted on October 18, 2013 by Bri Ah, pre adolescence! What a confusing time for kids! Their bodies go through changes they don’t understand, they grow hair in places they thought they’d never have…Continue Reading
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Posted on July 10, 2014 by Bri Once Upon a Time, I worked at Old Town Trolley as a History Teller. I was there for a year! A whole year! I had never done anything…Continue Reading
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Before I begin my next installment in my OSTERMAN Rant, I would like to stress something: *I* have done NOTHING wrong here. I’ve done nothing illegal, I’ve committed no crime and the Ostermans? They don’t…Continue Reading
“It was a moment of stupidity at your expense. Something I regret and I can never take back. If I could, I would. I am very sorry. It was not an accident, it was a…Continue Reading
Do you know this family? This warped and wicked, sick and twisted, crooked and cracked, lopsided excuse for a family? These are the OSTERMANS and I don’t know what they’ve been smoking, but they…Continue Reading
Hello, boys and girls, it’s me again! Miss Brianne Sloan of St. Augustine, Florida! GREETINGS FROM THE SUNSHINE STATE . . . that is, if we can still call it that. Writing this missive…Continue Reading
YOOOOO HOOOO! Caitlynnnnn!!! GIRLFRIEND! I am so excited to finally be writing you, you gorgeous thing! For years I have watched you! Looked up to you! Believed in you in every way! To me,…Continue Reading
Buongiorno, Fabio! I’m Brianne. Oh, Fabio! Fabio! Fabio! I am frightened to even write this, I must admit! What could I possibly say to make myself stand out from the hoards of chambermaids and healthy…Continue Reading
Hi out there, Steve Burns! It’s me, Bri! MAIL TIME! MAIL TIME! MAAAAAAAAIIIIIL TIIIIIIIIIIIME! If you want to dance and bop around and wag your tail and all that, you may well get it…Continue Reading