by EndPoliticians | Dec 18, 2025 | Blog, Eye of Sauron, Graft, Offended By The Alphabet?, Politics, Pulpify, Scum of the Earth, Skulking In the Shadows, Slop Trough, Stupidity Incarnate, Throne Trolls, Writing
Fourword Change that fuckin’ diaper! Puppet-Tiered Is it really a thing? Of course it’s a thing, everything is a thing. Though that thing could be another thing and possibly some other thing too? Well that’s kind of strange, how could a definitive thing be...
by EndPoliticians | Dec 11, 2025 | Blog, Eye of Sauron, Graft, Hidden In Plain Sight, Lies, Offended By The Alphabet?, Politics, Propaganda, Pulpify, Scum of the Earth, Slop Trough, Stupidity Incarnate, The Human Condition, Truth Be Told, Word Salad, Writing
Fourword Y’ought to have salad! Glug, Glug, Smug, Smug Chop, chop. Line ‘em up. Blow this up your knows, dames and fellows! Flotsam upon their logorrheic jetsam – come and get you some! Humdrum humbug keel haul who’s the vessel to be drug down under entire...
by EndPoliticians | Nov 26, 2025 | Blog, Hidden In Plain Sight, Life, Nature, Poems, Science, Truth Be Told, What Happened?, Writing
Itinerant manifestations, but a thought, fruition comes to bare Slinking multitudinous, amplitude generation, apparitional modulation devoid Insofar surrounding, loosed periodically, definitive categorization Tempestuous alteration, nullified fabric so,...
by EndPoliticians | Nov 20, 2025 | Blog, Covid-19, Graft, Life, Nature, Science, Shock Gobbles, The Human Condition, Truth Be Told, Writing
Fourword A Would-Chuck Chuck? He was hoping this would be the year, by golly geez was He ever hoping! You know what, Jesus McFuckin’ Christ!, ‘hoping’ is definitively a monumental Mount Baker megalithic understatement of immovable reverence of actionable orifice...
by EndPoliticians | Nov 13, 2025 | Blog, Graft, Hidden In Plain Sight, Offended By The Alphabet?, Pulpify, Shock Gobbles, Slop Trough, The Human Condition, The-Ology, Throne Trolls, Writing, WTF?
Sad to say with all that trembling, at such a young age and all, but he had a touch of the palsy. Poor bugger. Silly me – misread the report. It turns out, as he accumulatively turns out that he actually had a touch of the ballsy’s. Poor buggered. Many a touch....
