Iqaluit

So it was that Keene was writing his novel when Dean burst into his bedroom, almost fudging his pants in the process. "Come _on_, man, let's _go!_" screamed the crazy cat, pulling the fox from the chair with a sick burst of energy. Both Keene, fox, and...

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Lady and The Tramp II: Scamp's Adventure: Breakfast, Anyone?

Scamp and Angel lay on the cool tile floor, sleeping, head to head, and back to back. The temperature had fallen to a high of 77 degrees. No longer was an over easy baking sun granting humidity over the Jim Dear, and Darling address. Steady rain, and...

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Melting To Forget

I need my baby tonight, I need to scream tonight, Pure delight, Yeah, that's right. Lisa Raccoon, dippin' back to the 80s and all, getting lost in the cool, tranquil shade of Evergreen Forest, our plush, tender hearts melting together to...

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Beginning Ramblings of Antichrist

> And, in time, > > we will see the world created Jesus Christ not as a necessity, > > but as a penalty, > > if that. > > For whom, > > may I ask, > > created Jesus Christ? > > Man did, > > and with a satanic motive, > > to control us all, >...

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I'm Sorry, Satan

I'm sorry, dude, that's pretty fucked up, for every single time we point at you when a mistake is made, throwing you under the bus, "you made us do it", being the common call. Aren't you suffering enough already? I mean, goddamn! There's more...

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Deal II

I thought summer camp at "Parent Camp" would set me free, I thought returning a little to the 1950's would show me how my parents wished I would be, how this world should be, this culture has me down, so down, so down, so down, so I thought...

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Plea, well, sort of . . .

All heads bow in the background as "I Never Knew You" plays in the background, a "secular" worship song worshipping true love instead of a jealous God's neediness to be worshipped by humans He had already created billions of years ago. Please, my furry...

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Bringing Up All The Swine/Stripper Mouse/Surface

I'm afraid to go outside. They're outside, the bottles of cough syrup, and the blunts, and joints, and cans of Four Loko. And, worst of all, the evangelical Christians. I'm staying in the dark, under my blankets, where they can't get at me. Cough...

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