The path to Gehenna is littered with humans who have lost their way, and their minds, hoping to bring along as many others as possible
The Great Reset Of BS – The months of their Scamdemic
In the great reset of BS, where life won’t be even close to the ‘glories’ of yesteryear, when you could share a smile, sit down
Final moments – The months of their scamdemic
Skittles and lollipops are falling from the skies on the eve of an inauguration of new government dolts here in the States who can, and
the Stench of Apathetic Decay
The willful ignorant’s, apathetic’s and lolcow’s poke their head outside for a bit each day, just to be reassured that the tank of their lives
The House of Pain Continues On, But the House of dance and music is, and has always been there for us – The months of their scamdemic
In tonight’s edition of ‘lunacy files’, the droppings of insanity are so prevalent that one could, would or should conclude that they’ve dropped into an
Sunday baroque
“Only if we are secure in our beliefs can we see the comical side of the universe.” ― Flannery O’Connor Handel: Music for the
Dispatches from the Asylum 