Amy Schumer and me

We could be twins. Yes. Amy’s hilarious. I’m sporadically funny. Amy is young and blonde and a tad chunky. I’m old, dyed-brown-over-gray, and morbidly obese. Amy is wildly successful, talented, and rich. I was as successful as I wanted to be, have some skills, and can afford now to retire, albeit modestly. And we’re both unlikely introverts. Just. The. Same. I’m on this little fantasy … Continue reading Amy Schumer and me