by EndPoliticians | Dec 19, 2024 | Blog, Covid-19, Life, Philosophy, The Human Condition, Writing
VIRGIN MILF. Hmm, now there is an immediate concept for philosophical ponderance. On second thoughts, could be that miraculous conception? Mmm-Mmm, Mary, Mary, Mary! Although, come to theoretically expound, most certainly due to adoption? Well, born-again in the age...
by EndPoliticians | Dec 12, 2024 | Blog, Pulpify, Satire, Skulking In the Shadows, Slop Trough, The Human Condition, Truth Be Told, Writing
Well, it sure seems that Yours Offended By The Alphabet Producer Truly sure hasn’t won any friends as of late. But you know what Yours Offended By The Alphabet Producer Truly says about friends don’t you? “Friends: people who talk shit behind your...
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...
by EndPoliticians | Nov 13, 2024 | Blog, Hidden In Plain Sight, Philosophy, Pulpify, Skulking In the Shadows, The Human Condition, Truth Be Told, Writing
Welcome to the Revolution! Anyone to have stumbled into even a basic level of enlightenment must have surely come to realize that a revolution should surely be described as follows – Revolution: When a society, or simultaneous societies are inundated and...
by EndPoliticians | Oct 24, 2024 | Blog, Graft, Hidden In Plain Sight, MONEY, Philosophy, Politics, Propaganda, Pulpify, Scum of the Earth, Slop Trough, The Human Condition, Throne Trolls, Truth Be Told, Writing
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...
by EndPoliticians | Sep 11, 2024 | Blog, Nature, Science, Shock Gobbles, The Human Condition, Writing, WTF?
Nymph o’ maniacs indeed. Forget the ugly stepsisters, how’s about a case of terminal verbal diarrhea personified of the spewing siren suffocative synopsis. So it goes, south. Always south, south in a hurry. Dribbling from whence it came. Roots, sickly...
