Some years ago, from somewhere in the shit-stained, porn-addled waste of carbon that is the internet, I dug up a list of writing prompts. I shoved it into a folder and forgot about it, as one does. I ran into it the other day. I figure I'll use it for writing exercise. Elise the therapist says I should write something, so these writing prompts are what I'll use to that end. That's the nice way of repeating what Elise the therapist said. What she really said is, "Bitching to me about being 'the ...

he's a tater ...