Erection Special – Hard Up Bullshit

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...

The Bleating Incoherent Contradiction and Diarrhea In a Meat Grinder Diplomacy

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...

Grumble Pie À La Choad

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...

Little Twigs, Little Twigs, Let Me In……….

What an embarrassment! Yeah, you know what I’m talking about. Well, surely some of you do, once that point has been reached, reached out to touch you that is. As for those who don’t know, trust me, you are more than likely going to find out, and when you...