Tag Archives: Death

alex is going to bed, knowing that the world would continue to burn while he dreams of a sheep or two.

In the future, men will wear t-shirts displaying a picture of their cock and salary.
Women will come in twos, for the monogamous woman will have long been bred out of nature in favor of the ménage à trois kind, so that finally, manly hunters can indulge in Miller-Lite fantasies and proudly gather their 15 seconds [...]

An Open Letter to Snails…

Dear Snails… Snailkind?
I recently moved to your area. I did not really know it was your area actually until tonight. In fact, until tonight I wasn’t sure snails actually existed in the wild. I believe until this evening the only snails I had ever seen were either in someone’s fish tank, or stuffed into mushrooms [...]