Anonymous asked: Do you aspire towards authenticity?
NO, DINGO! They kicked me out of the old cat league because I threw too many Texas leaguers… too many dew droops… too many banjo hits… too many bloopers.
My husband’s a saint, Pauly. It’s me who’s a scrub!
I’ve spent eleven years pretending to be a church secretary, but I’s really a bootlegger for the New York Yankees. You know… I give the baseball boys their tonics and their ginners.
Cheer up, Pauly! You can still be my youth pastor.
