A fat open.

Let me Elucidate on Keane.

 I like to wake alone. To Lie and turn to stone.
Comfort me, come to me, I won't go on.
I like to walk along. To keep my head screwed on.
Well, I'm the best, so well done me, I won't go on.

Famously soft

From curling to French food. No one can trust Canadians. The last time I was in Toronto, I bought Magic cards.

Rollo

This space is for Rollo's rebirth.

A clear blank slate.

I request Rollo.

I request horrible people.

It's time to make like filthy hobbit feet.

Tread on this.

HK P30 9mm practice on zombie target

A Flight In Spite Of A Right To Sprite (and vodka in the 20oz bottle)

I had a dream a couple nights ago. I dreamed I was on a boat with some guns and my Dad and my Sister were actively shooting people. This made a lot of sense. These people in my dream were pretty liberal and should have been diplomatically shooting. This was indiscriminate. Guns blazing.

It made a lot of sense. The cost of getting to a place where my family could rent a boat to shoot at native people has gone up considerably. It's irritating. Gun violence is a disease. We should be able to contain stupidity with guns. We should also be able to stop shootings in public places because some of us understand the need and the weight of a personal protection device. Our first response shouldn't be to run and piss ourselves. We should first piss ourselves and then casually pretend like we just kinda sweat a bit and it's the popcorn butter that made our pants smell like pee.

Cartola knows a bit about peeing with his dentistry. I want to throw the convo to him and what it feels like to fly in this day and age and what it really costs to join the new world mile high club.

The huff and puff of power plants burning coal has never been more important to envirholes than now. For each car that is comfortably running on "full electric", there is a new drain on our already overworked hooker electricity grid. I would like to take our first new topic to the topically impotent Massachusetts resident Professor of Bullshit and Economy. As I have already left the state because my asshole was distended by social-activism and buttsex, I'd like to start with a more reasonable excuse for rose farts and Catholicism. Tomasi, please, take this as far as a 2 inch penis can go.