Moaning to Monica

Dear Mona, The other morning, I woke up with frosting smeared on my breasts and a strange taste in my mouth.  To make matters worse, I soon discovered that when I went to do my morning routine, I had glitter in my undies.  I have no memory of the night before, but after reading the newspaper, I’m afraid that I might have gotten a good dose of X from the big pink cake incident.  Things may have gotten out of hand. Sincerely, Glittery Barking Spider     Dear... Read More