Turning on a light at night in an unlit room will scatter the cockroaches. Sadly, even the light of the day doesn’t scatter the cockroaches
The continued insanity of their scamdemic
Behold the cement heads! They smolder plastic with their new and improved ingenuity that makes the gods of mayhem blush that they didn’t try such
feeling safer as we’re being f**ked – the months of their scamdemic
Unending days of listening to cement heads in government and media dole out their jive for the unwashed to follow provides mighty laughs for the
The misery of the lessers – The months of their scamdemic
In the new abnormal, the buck stops nowhere, thus allowing the agents of destruction, mayhem and chaos to multiply their coffers from the misery of
Gollum’s and elf’s – the Months of their scamdemic
Hey Mom! Come quick, look! It’s adults behaving as the petulant and deranged misfits they are! Yes, the episodes of stupidity, willful ignorance and embrace
Sunday baroque
“Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.” – Victor Hugo *** Handel – Water Music, HWV
Dispatches from the Asylum 