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because we are low people with lowbrow humor and frankly we make ourselves sick. But we do come from wealthy families and can afford the finest medical care. Your job would entail

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-B guns were left at the door, as they tended to startle the flock of starlings that had flocked to the flocked avian apse. The sheep and cows had their own apse, too. The chickens

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Yes, the fur's gonna fly in this week's edition of The Fabulous Furry Freak Brothers as fat Freddy hides in a closet with his cat while the hurricane blows away all the dope he

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night terrors I also had. I kept them and the nightmares in the coral behind my collective unconscious: or at least my part of it anyway. Both were very good at picking up the cues

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lived. Therefore we just worry through it, telling ourselves that someday we will stop to smell the roses. Someday we might even plant the roses so that we can smell them. Surreal

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Steak on the table begged me to eat it before the cats hijacked it. I reluctantly cooperated. The cats got a bit too, they smelled the steak right away. There was no safe zone now.

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Adolphus lost an astrolabe - all mumsy in the wabe - Drumpf's a piece of work - admit it, you're a jerk.

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The snarf fields were fresh and ripe this morning. The hurricane was coming. I was locking the barn. Snarves are delicious. Their fluffy pink skin was the key ingredient in

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When really it's hot and scalds your esophagus like lava being poured down your innards. Or it's too cold and becomes slimy as it slides down. Soup is probably used at Guantanamo.

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lifting and spontaneous Vogue dancing. The Lady Gaga rip off strain came with farts, sneezes, and chronic meat dress fetishes. Most the world fell ill with one or the other until