by EndPoliticians | May 23, 2024 | Blog, Hidden In Plain Sight, Poems, Pulpify, Scum of the Earth, Truth Be Told, Writing
Hardly Davidson merely an assembly line of broken down Sheilas Eyes on the prize not the short & curlies but a full patch supreme Laying on their throttle in skid-mark torquing pleasure Long road ahead on the short nozzled reservoirs Slipping and sliding on those...
by EndPoliticians | May 2, 2024 | Blog, Life, Pulpify, Writing
Fourword Big fish sushi smorgasbord. A Bigger Fluffy Picture So, how did everyone enjoy last week’s ENDPOLITICIANS.COM article? For me, it was most certainly the bestest and most favourite article to which said punctuation butcher, yours truly, has ever had the...
by EndPoliticians | Apr 11, 2024 | Blog, Graft, Hidden In Plain Sight, MONEY, Politics, Pulpify, Slop Trough, Throne Trolls, Writing
It is that time of the year. Sproing! It has sprung. Things are, after all, heating up, to such a dizzying stench. All of that shit so proudly fertilizes their own field for societal planting. The strangling tendrils bloom in disgusting nature, rooted upon a...
by EndPoliticians | Apr 4, 2024 | Blog, Poems, Pulpify, Writing
Ginger-Bred & The Pathetic Old Man… Felled upon ignorance a truncated orchard of desertification bearing no fruit Superficial appearance of maturity yet consumptively scrambled to the all rotten core Harboured loathing reflection traced unquestionably linear...
by EndPoliticians | Mar 28, 2024 | Blog, Eye of Sauron, Lies, Politics, Propaganda, Pulpify, Scum of the Earth, Shock Gobbles, Slop Trough, Stupidity Incarnate, Throne Trolls, Writing
A Leading Detached Introspection – Fuselage Tally Talk about a volunteering force, elastically the mission remains undrafted, as in not drawn up officially. Engaged within special ops, there is no way in hell that I would go commando in my natural location. A...
by EndPoliticians | Mar 25, 2024 | Blog, Hidden In Plain Sight, Poems, Skulking In the Shadows, Truth Be Told, Writing
Dummy dust and ignorance nourish the lowly flock Those turkeys must gobble so craving endless cock! A rainbow of pigments assuredly one must posit Tonight is the night they creep out of that lonely closet? Always a’ prowling in search of virgin walls Such a...
