The Guy with the Mustache is Dead
The evil twin has been vanquished. It was consumed. Its powers absorbed. Like the zygotes, splitting then one enclosing the other. Cain killed Abel by endocytosis.
Motherfucker, I ate the other embryo.
Radio Pirate Artichoke: Now You're All My Bitches
I am the Walrus! I am the Eggman!
Tinku
Tinku is a punching festival. People shed their grievances along with their blood. Their pagan souls flutter as their fists fly into each others faces in the hope that they will die and have a good crop year. And who are we to judge them? At least they do it with their fists instead of their remotes.
Labels:
beautiful creatures,
dirty habits,
vex and siolence
A Porpoise with no Purpose
Fernando the Porpoise had only one wish
That people would learn that he wasn't a fish
But instead was a mammal
What a horrible scandal
He ended filleted in a Japanese dish
That people would learn that he wasn't a fish
But instead was a mammal
What a horrible scandal
He ended filleted in a Japanese dish
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