Philip Bram

DAILY CONFESSIONS (And please feel free to join in on the fun, folks!) I once got caught by a roommate somewhere while I was walking around the apartment, saying, "Pussy! Pussy!... Pussy! Pussy! Pussy!" Over and over again. We nearly bumped into each other in the hallway. I thought I was all alone but he had been in the bathroom. "What are you DOING?" he asked. "I don't know," I said. And I didn't. I STILL don't know why I do that whenever I do it, whenever that sort of madness takes over me. Wait, that's right! It was Miami. I was in Miami.