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When I was young I heard about how some adults had to go the therapy because they had repressed memories of being sexually molested as children. I spent the rest of my childhood paying close attention to every encounter to make sure that I would repress nothing.

When I look back on my childhood I have no memory of being molested. I can’t believe I missed it.

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In keeping with my New Year’s resolution- read more- I decided to pick up Anne Frank’s latest novel, The Diary of Anne Frank.

It is an amazing book, and extremely well-written for a thirteen-year-old girl. Isn’t it a little too well-written? A little too inspirational?

I don’t think Anne wrote this book. I’m not saying she didn’t go through those terrible experiences, I’m not a holocaust denier.

I’m an Anne Frank denier.

What kind of kid is forced into hiding and writes, «The queerest events have taken place today, diary»?

If Anne Frank’s diary were actually written by a thirteen-year-old it would more likely go like this:

«HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!! The Germans are trying to exterminate me and no one is ever going to touch my boobs!»

Or

«Mean Nazis Suck! LOL! ^-^»

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Jeg har begynt å følge bloggen til komikeren Myka Fox. Hun er herlig gal, og mener man kan spøke med alt, et syn jeg deler med henne.

Her er en av hennes siste bloggposter.

When I was in middle school I was kind of fat. I mean, I wasn’t as fat as those people who have to dress up like vampires so people won’t notice how fat they are, but I did only have one friend. And she was anorexic. And I’m pretty sure she only hung out with me to make herself look thinner by comparison.

We ate lunch together everyday. She ate the same thing every day: 1 Diet Coke and 1 rice cake.

One day, while I was wolfing down my own lunch, she caught me staring at her as she was nibbling at her little fucking rice cake.

«What?» she asked

And I was like, «Can I have some?»

She died that year. I probably should have let her finish that rice cake.

Don’t feel bad or anything, all anorexics go to heaven. There’s enough room for them. It’s not a space issue or anything.

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