The training wheels are secure on our bicycles as we dive deeper into our relentless tank. There are no feel-good moments allowed anymore. Total cancer,
Category: Culture
Are you Hesitant? – The months of their scamdemic
Endless suffering and failure in the house of pain is a given each day. Non-stop weeping, dry heaves, cloudy thinking, pink eye, Big Pharma chemical
What Will it take? – the months of their scamdemic
After taking a few hours off to reorganize on the shores of Gehenna, human slime re-emerges from the depths, and life in the house of
An Hour of sanity and bliss
1 hour of the Masters theme song “Augusta”
Plan B – Let’s Dance
It’s a slow news day, which means we’re still being f**ked just as we have been, for so, so long. Can the annihilation of how
Their Funk Behind closed doors – the months of their scamdemic
“Whenever I’m asked why Southern writers particularly have a penchant for writing about freaks, I say it is because we are still able to recognize
Dispatches from the Asylum 