Dispatches from the Asylum

As God, Mother Earth or the Committee of dolphins who created this beauty turned to vaudeville act by the crustaceans of humanity – the creators

The trail of droppings from the psychopath’s arseholes, ebbs and flows like the tides. Sadly, it’s still droppings of some type of toxic waste, whether

Wrapping a bow around their cornholio scamdemic of toxic sludge has served the government cement heads well, aided by their cousins they’re married to in

In tonight’s episode of ‘who f**ked up and why do we continue to listen to them’, the question of ‘who’ is an easy one –

Fall on the sword and enjoy dying isn’t what comes to mind as one awakens each day. Climbing out of bed to attend to cleansing