Rachel Hodin

— McKeen, you shit-eating freak. I warned you not to write that vicious trash about me —

Sure, she may have procured Chris Farley’s heart and soul after he passed, but she was married to Kurt Cobain.

To me, the greatest pleasure of writing is not what it’s about, but the inner music that words make.

I’ll never forget the first time a boyfriend of mine farted in front of me

You have to feel bad for this person, as much as their tweet or status update makes you want to thrust a rusty nail into your cornea.

And I say, well you don’t understand my movies? Well I don’t understand my movies!

One time I farted on an ex-boyfriend’s head, and it was awesome.

Desire in this play is portrayed as a virus—not unlike lovesickness. It’s regarded as a sign of weakness, and is thus rejected and projected outwards onto others.

Bentley, the rich kid everyone hates, is upset

I by accidentally sexted the manager at the Swiss Chalet I worked at

Yet what’s more, the host of MeatEater on The Sportsman Channel actually succeeds in humanizing an act that is often regarded as inhumane.

6. Are we human or are we Franco?