Welcome and thank you for visiting Snuggle Struggle, a brand new site where our writers hope to make you smile, forget about your daily worries for a moment and spread love through the word of Jesus Christ, our Lord and savior.
Actually, we couldn't give two SHITS that you're here or for the reasons which lie therein. If you're here, you clearly fail at life on a regular basis and/or were likely sexually abused by a drunken relative or neighbor at some point over the course of your life. Which means, it would probably be fun to have drinks together sometime.
The folks at Pontchartrain Press finally provided a small sliver of space under the umbrella for a few of it's head writers to vent, online, during bouts of writers block.
The musings presented here are real and, sadly, typical interaction between colleagues on random days where one finds an excessive amount of time on his or her hands.
Needless to say, we do NOT worry about silly EEOC or HR Department guidelines...this is simply what happens when our mainstream staff has unlimited cell text plans and total disregard for decorum in general.
The content found on Snuggle Struggle are simply BS from a bunch of bored writers who live paycheck to paycheck, are often sexually frustrated, usually drunk and exist under constant fear of losing gainful employment with legitimate publishing companies.
Many people often wonder what really goes on behind the scenes in broadcast or print media, which confirms that many people are pitiful losers who have nothing better to do other than to nose into other people's business.
It's simple, when legitimate media writers aren't busy having their work edited to pieces by some Goddamn kid who happens to hold a Master's Degree in English Lit, Political Science (pronounced: waste of college tuition money) or Mass Communications (pronounced: functional alcoholic), we're usually living normal lives just like anyone else.
We go to the grocery store, we watch TV, we try to convince kids to give drugs a try, employing sage wisdom strictly imposed by our parents to "try it before you say you don't like it" and we cry a lot.
We sincerely hope that you enjoy what you find here which is to say that if you don't like what you find here you can eat a dick.
Regards,
Eric
Jim
Marie
Leigh
Todd
Santa Claus
Doo Doo Jones
And Mike...our dickhead editor
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