An Ounce of Perversion Is Worth a Megaton of Impure

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...

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...

Fresh Out the Box

It was nothing they hadn’t experienced before, though this time, strangely, in analytical and anatomical proportions, it would be different, in the eventual relief such contemplative restructuring of formative elemental analysis had harboured in the...