It is autumn, and the floor of the forest is littered with fallen, decaying things.
I will take nothing but pictures, and leave nothing but ashes.
It is autumn, and the floor of the forest is littered with fallen, decaying things.
I will take nothing but pictures, and leave nothing but ashes.
When you already know where you’ll end up, why not just go there?
An animal is well trained when it can perform a trick and provide its own drumroll simultaneously.
It’s tough being an all-devouring Lord of the Nether Dimensions these days. Back when the world was new, people offered up their virgins as sacrifices, but now they’re all like “virginity is a social construct,” so you just end up with some random skank chained to a rock.… Read the rest “Necromaticon”
I am always amazed by how thoroughly a culture can train its cunts to both dread and protect cock. The dick is everything that controls and diminishes them, their penultimate nightmare made rigid, greedy flesh; how many erections every year are forced down how many helpless throats, literally and figuratively?… Read the rest “In The Garden”
Personal trainers take my money but then it seems like I do all the work. Lame. I wish I could have a pixellated private parts area. Then I wouldn’t have to wear pants. Pants are a drag.
A low-resolution cunt is still a cunt, so you’re not going to escape pants that way.… Read the rest “”
I’ll remember that smile later, long after you’ve lost it.
A round of miniature golf still makes for a great first date.
You’re gonna have to sell that couch.
It’s like a chimp in a tuxedo, only the teeth aren’t as scary.
And the chimp is more evolved.