Here’s the story of Plutonians, disparity, and the crazy man’s mantra. ‘Disparity’ is as synonymous with the human race as its penchant for electing the least qualified individual to a position of curious insatiable power, and its ever failing love of the endearing misery of naming objects via the medium of a poll, failing to …
The Tunnel of Indoctrination
Here’s the story of the illogical dance of love, penguins, and the ugly valentine. The hypocrisy of humanity can best be described as the eternal struggle one has with the holes in one’s belt. Belts of course the invention of the crazy man as a method to keep up one’s trousers invented by a crazier …
The Marzipan Conspiracy
Here’s the story of traffic light carnage, the endless universe, and the cosmic nun. When is a complaint not a complaint? When it’s an observation, of course, but then, one could argue an observation is a complaint without the evidence to back up the fact that is clearly is, for all to see. An observation …
A Pork Pie without the Meat
Here’s the story of naughty loud, bubbling anger, and the brain train scam. Well, I was nearly poisoned to death this week, how are you doing? Hmm? Oh, diesel… diesel poisoning, it’s fine. I won’t bore you to death with the long-running saga of my ill-heath – four week cough and flu, both still going …
Dancing in the Pond of Life
Here’s the story of a true dry spell, migraine delirium, and enjoyable tush sand. If you were to ask me what I do for fun, well, this week I spent many an hour crying uncontrollably in to a pillow, but I guess that’s not fun so if you WERE to ask me what I did …
The Inherent Suckiness of Disintegrating Burgers
Here’s the story of funny fumes, a loner rut, and a fishy ulcer. I could’ve stood and stared at that burger all day… but of course I couldn’t, because hot eruptions of grease were popping free of the grill like the boils on the back of a Gremlin about to turn funky, burning me horribly. …
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Smulking
Here’s the story of too much vomit, no complaints, and hero tickling. How did your 2020 start? I went back to work on the 6th, which was a Monday. Monday was a good day. Tuesday, I woke up and immediately had a sugar crash, leading to one hour of nonstop vomiting. Followed by a little …
