SugarFree is Out Today

SugarFree is Out Today

TPTB received a garbled message from SugarFree. As best we can tell, Hunter is mounting his own "special operation" on one of those Venezuelan drug boats, and SF is riding along to document it. Details hopefully forthcoming. If you hear about a bunch of dudes with far...

OG Wednesday Afternoon Links

OG Wednesday Afternoon Links

Welcome everyone to the return of the OG linker. I'll be taking this slot back from SugarFree so that he has more time to plumb the sewers of the collective American unconscious. By which I mean, more Hat & Hair'verse. I may actually stutter-step into this, as I...

Brett set out to find America, the real America, the America of strip malls and serial killers, of butthole waxing and kelp smoothies, of cocaine and maggots. He sought it in the most American part of America—Florida: swamp gas and fever dreams, where love arrives on a rickety boat and leaves when it doesn't have the money for its fourth abortion. Oh, where has Brett gone? He’s drinking at the neck of America’s wang, chewing its foreskin and working its shaft. Brett is becoming legend. Brett can never die. Brett can never die. Brett is America, facedown in his own patriotic puke: the red his blood, the white his stomach lining, and the cold, cold blue his gas station slushie, spiked with coconut rum and tetracycline.

Monday Afternoon Links

I, for one, welcome our new corvid overlords, and will happily report on my fellows rather than find shiny things to bring them.