Letters to Louie
Louis C.K. My Louis. My fake fantasy boyfriend … HOW COULD HE? I am mentally throwing his belongings out onto the sidewalk below our imaginary New York City apartment right fucking now. Boom! You like this shirt, asshole? Well now it’s toilet paper for the dog that just shit on it! What about this bullshit I’m-just-a-regular-guy-like-you…Read More
This is another post in my series of letters to my future husband, Louis C.K. (Find out how our love story began here.) Dear Louie, At some point we have to talk about it. Once of us has to take the Big Obvious Question, slap it on the counter like a butcher would a bloody…Read More
Hi readers. Once again, this post is not for you. It’s for my future husband, the comedian Louis C.K. You can find out how our love story began here. Since I probably can’t stop you from reading this, you might as well get to it. Dear Louie, I guess we need to talk about that…Read More
Dear Readers: This is another post in my Letters to Louie series, in which I write to the comedian Louis C.K. after having received an unmistakable sign from the Universe that we’re supposed to get married. While this letter is meant for Louie, since you’re already here you might as well read it too. Dear Louie, I…Read More
Readers: This post is not for you. Sorry. It’s meant for my future husband, the comedian Louis C.K. I know this whole marriage thing is probably shocking to a lot of you. Honestly, it’s shocking to me, too. But I have received a Decree from the Universe that Louis C.K. and I are supposed to get…Read More
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