by EndPoliticians | May 15, 2025 | Blog, Graft, Politics, Propaganda, Shock Gobbles, Slop Trough, Writing
Fourword Wrong angle right-angle. Jandal Express In ominous foreshadowing, all the stars aligned, in a criss-crossed confinement paralleled arrangement inhabiting the straight and narrows furtively cobbled deeply in togetherness altogether spun-a-yarn containment...
by EndPoliticians | Apr 24, 2025 | Blog, Eye of Sauron, Graft, Politics, Propaganda, Pulpify, Scum of the Earth, Skulking In the Shadows, Slop Trough, The Human Condition, Throne Trolls, Truth Be Told, Word Salad, Writing
Fourword Here we go again. Starter Salad Such an irremediable stink that personification of putrefaction is in whole-handed underfoot laid waste waylaying static brained terminally engrained shit-stain acid-rained linguistically-profane runaway-train of societal shame...
by EndPoliticians | Apr 10, 2025 | Blog, Graft, Poems, Pulpify, Science, Skulking In the Shadows, Truth Be Told, Writing
Heightened convection swirls promotional insipidness stratified decay Admixture reagents organizational reanimation forced fizzling reactor Rising containment shaded element reactions fuelling densification Panned evaporation pitched rattles baked platitudinous dials...
by EndPoliticians | Mar 5, 2025 | Blog, Eye of Sauron, Graft, Hidden In Plain Sight, Politics, Propaganda, Pulpify, Scum of the Earth, Shock Gobbles, Skulking In the Shadows, Slop Trough, Stupidity Incarnate, The Human Condition, Writing
Fourword Pinocchio Dumb-Fucchio Braggadocio To lambaste or not to lambaste, that is the question? Or, to lamb-baste or not to lamb-baste in greasy grilling, perhaps such is the flocking question? Or is it the question itself the question in question? Talk about a...
by EndPoliticians | Feb 20, 2025 | Blog, Eye of Sauron, Graft, Hidden In Plain Sight, MONEY, Politics, Propaganda, Pulpify, Scum of the Earth, Slop Trough, Stupidity Incarnate, The Human Condition, Throne Trolls, Truth Be Told, Writing, WTF?
Fourword Up the ol’ wazoo. The Familial Ms. Direction, what a bitch. Borne of state fornication and the all encompassing need to fuck the general populace at large in what must be a sociopathic soothing psychopathic penetrative indulgence of senseless verbal...
by EndPoliticians | Dec 4, 2024 | Blog, Graft, Pulpify, Shock Gobbles, The Human Condition, Writing
Thought it necessary to give a shoutout to my besties. Those good old Rope, Beam, Rickety Stool, and sweet, endearing Gravity – oh, how Yours Crushed Hyoid Truly can rely greatly on them when times are tough! One, Rope, has the wherewithal and structure to hold...
