Humor (Sort of)
My Nipples Hurt
My life as a wet nurse

“All images must be copyright-free and cited as such.”
“Please use proper formatting as we can not publish 78,995,156 words with no formatting.”
“Please cite your sources as your submission is coming back with a result of 89% plagiarism.”
“We will be unable to process your submission at this time as Medium does not allow publication of such idiocy. We look forward to your future submissions.”
“Please use title case as all CAPS are not permitted.”
“Currently your submission has more colors than a Gay Pride parade. Please use either Grammarly or ProWritingAid and resubmit once corrections are made.”
“We are unable to process your submission at this time. We already have 8,415,256,812,554 submissions of you in our queue waiting to be processed. This is a much frowned upon process known as ‘flooding’.”
“We apologize that in the past you were permitted to do this, however, the permission was given in error. As with all good things in your life, this time you got busted.”
“We regret to inform you we chose not to publish smut. Please feel free to Google, ‘playboy magazine’ to be redirected to other possible publishing options.”
“While we appreciate you thinking of us and submitting your latest piece on suicide, we’re going to have to ask you to refrain from future submissions. You’re bumming our editors out.”
“Seek help.”

Context: I am an editor of four publications.






