As promised some time ago, I now bring you...

[absinthe]

It Came Pre Kabob-ed: a heterosexual memoir by username Absinthe.

It all took place on Monday night, somewhere between 11:00 and the netherhour. Or perhaps it was Tuesday, but definitely not Wednesday, for fuck's sake! A party of three fine upstanding citizens [who, for purposes of anonymity from alleged sacrifical cults TO BE NAMED LATER, will

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[contrasoma]

Haven't even had a cuppa mud yet n'm'all shamblin ünd tired and shedding scales, shaving's gonna require a belt sander and I get this? How many fuckin' altars did I have to defile in my dreams (Baälite styyyle, yo!) to fuckin' deserve this?

In all seriousness, I think I would have vomited. Compare and contrast w. iggy-piggy feet on sale now at your local groceteria (cuz nobody does the surreptitious late-nite dok-you-meant-a-shun like you) is in order. If thee Intardent is causing you woes of the nervous and circulatory cyst'ms, gimme an email and I'll getcha some squatter space.

[disembrainer]

And stories like that are the exact reason why I will never deign myself to sift through trash for stuff. Hell I won't even take shit out of my own trash can.
But it takes an impeccable sense of....something to be able to identify puppy feet at first glance, so...props.

[disembrainer]

by the by, when do we get to see the Spiro-as-Führer image itself?

[pseudoking]

Words cannot express how much I envy you.

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[absinthe]

Maybe I should send you our copy of Chunky Latin Humpers.