Page 3 of Broken Headboards
Jeremiah Hoody in a diaper. Holding hands with a giant hooded man who is wearing black spandex briefs.
“What the fuck?” one of the residents says as he lays eyes on Jeremiah.
Our fearless Condo Board President—what does he do?
He begins to mewl and pisses himself.
Well, good thing he was wearing a diaper I guess. Although it looks like it doesn’t have proper absorptive functions.
I turn to Ashley.
“Looks like another Condo Board President bites the dust, baby,” I say to her.
She smirks.
“That’s another open apartment in this building, Taylor,” she says. “That’s three large condos that are now on the market. Probably going to be a central feature to this book.”
Yup.
That’s probably it. But listen, if that sounds too boring too you—what to do with three apartments, don’t fret, baby. Give it a chance, and I promise you that you won’t be disappointed. In fact, grab a glass of wine while you’re at it. Put the kids to bed and settle in.
I guarantee you. You will be entertained.
And now it’s time for the show.
