“But what is it, Father?” Barron asked as he circled the enormous model that dominated The Oval Office. “Greenland, Son,” Donald said. “It shall be yours once I wrest it away from the Swedes.” “Wrest,” the hat said. “Now that’s a good word.” “I told you the Word of...
In case you are not terminally online, this is the reference point for the last post: Can this be anything but a sexual fantasy? I actually enjoy this level of self-reporting through unhinged rant. This is one of the dumbest fucking slogans imaginable. What does it...
“Pig!” she spat, and spat in his face. As Sophia snarled at him, saliva dripping from her chin, she noticed his beautiful angry eyes. “Free Palestine!” she screamed reflexively. Then she winced because that was a deprecated slogan. The officer brought up his pepper...
COOKIES
COME OUT AND PLAY-AY!
Continuity
BRAAAINS…
vote or die
Oswald and his sister are doing it again.
DARK BRANDON RISES
That goes to show
How little you know
Everything’s alright when I’m alone with you
THROBBING BIOLOGICAL URGES
I see her catch my eye and give me a secret smile
And I could not resist when I saw little Nikki grind
I tried to fake it
Yar!
I’ve got nothing to be ashamed of
Lawfare
It’s the motion of the ocean.
“I cannot think of the deep sea without shuddering at the nameless things that may at this very moment be crawling and floundering on its slimy bed…”
Canon
The blue of your eyes was infinite
Can Kwanzaa-Bot create a feast so lavish, not even He could eat it all?
How do you own disorder?