Totenkopf

Totenkopf

“Juden raus!” Graham’s tattoo growled. “Would you just chill out?” Graham whispered. “Maine will be cleansed,” the tattoo replied. Graham walked out on the union-assembled stage, loose bolts and writhing electrical cables. “Everyone… the next Senator of Maine!” the...

She Shook Me Cold

She Shook Me Cold

The party sounded terrible, but I let Mike talk me into it over the phone. I imagined his face: square jaw, square head, and huge square glasses. I hadn't talked to Mike since high school and we didn't part on the best of terms. He probably heard about Jennifer and...

Your Resident Narcissistic Misogynist Rape-Culture Apologist

The Hat and The Hat: Episode 201

“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...