When I'm not fucking around here as Kat Herding, I am RageBoy, a.k.a. Chris Locke, and I write a blog called Mystic Bourgeoisie. If you thought I was a hot chick, you've been had. But you watch. This post will roll down the page, you'll forget, and I'll keep having you. Why? Because I'm on a mission to mess with your head. Don't think because I understand, I care. Don't think because I'm talking, we're friends.
I'll never forget, Kat.
ReplyDeleteI still think you are a hot chick.
ReplyDeleteare you Rageboy pretending to be Kat, or Kat pretending to be Rageboy?
ReplyDeleteHa! That's classic, this blog got posted around the office in 5 seconds and we were all like DAMN! But how unfortunete, I was going to get in contact with you but now I think I will withdraw that thought.
ReplyDeleteThe same thing almost happened to me in San Francisco, right outside of the Mitchell Brothers; her, err, his, err, her name was Kat too. No, you can't be ... ;)
ReplyDeletewell okay.. so now the kat's outta the bag and (presumably) into the litterbox, so to speak. Glad that's outta the way.
ReplyDeleteExcept... a peculiar impulse tells me that, it's somehow not.
Uh-oh; look out.
I think you have to much time on your hands..
ReplyDeleteThat's okay baby, as long as your body temp is at least 68 degrees, I'll take you. I have one helluvan imagination.
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