Howdy, friends!
Welcome back to another perfect installment of Am I The Literary Asshole?, a drunken advice column that’s just happy to be here. I’m your host, Kristen Arnett, and I’m proud to announce that it’s officially Miller Time. That’s right, I’m about to pound my entire way through a twelve pack of beer. Would you care to join me, gentle readers?
Great! Let’s crack a couple of cold ones and get down to the scintillating business of reading everyone else’s petty gossip.
Cheers, let’s get into it:
1) Dear Dad,
