“I am not thinning!” the hair said, quivering with rage like angry Jello. “We all saw the pictures,” the hat said. “Bad lighting!” the hair protested. “Or maybe AI!” “Aging doesn’t have to be a bad thing, you know,” the hat said, letting pity tinge his words. “We’re...
Slate offers advice to deaf ears. There’s One Word the Left Needs to Start Saying if They Want to Win Hong is tempering herself here. You can find a ho-hum plea for unity in her answer, as well as a guarded concession that Thanksgiving is a holiday that the vast...
I first spotted her on the bus home as it dragged and bumped along a blighted stretch of New England. She had the Innsmouth look about her, easy to spot if your route took you through the shabby little port town, with its sagging roofs and rotting pier. I had looked...
The Beast That Shouted Joy at the Butthole of the World
“They are just going to keep trying until they kill you, Donald,” the hat said, as grave and serious as he ever managed to be. “Barron will be alone,” the hair said, agreeing. “He will grow up without a father.” “They fear me being President again,” Donald said. “They...
…and mean everything to me.
Get up on that old Dick, y’all.
Were you praying at the Lares’ shrine?
“I’m tired of laying low,” the hat said. “We should be out there mixing it up, getting in street fights, insulting our enemies, blood and fire in the streets!” “It's a different election this time around,” the hair said. “Lying low is the best bet here. Kamala’s...
Shoot to kill or die
Puppy Love
“Imagine a hyena-cackle, raping your eardrums–forever.”
“Cracky?”
“Yes, Hunter?”
“I want to smoke you!”
And then Hunter walked on down the hall.
Please note my new bio.
Midnight in the Garden of Stupid and Evil
I have reached Dead Sea levels of saltiness today.
YAS, KWEEN!
Joemala: Episode 222
“You have to wear the hat, Vance,” Donald insisted. “It doesn’t fit my head,” J. D. said. “He doesn’t want to wear the hat?” the hair asked. “This is bullshit. I have to wear the hat. You jam that damn thing on top of me all the time.” “Don’t put me on him,” VEEP hat...
Götterdroolerung
filled with terrible purpose
Clean. Very clean.
As Above, So Below
You treat me like a dog / Get me down on my knees
One Bad Night (Episode 220)