Jesus, Mary and St. Joseph have ye seen this yoke. Samantha Mumbler in her Dunnes Stores pants plastered all over every bus shelter in the city. The big gormless grin on her mush leering out at you as ye wait for the overstuffed Christmas buses “heear luke at me in me pants. Ownlee two nynetee [...]
As a bleak grey morning broke over the valley a thin scratching sound could be heard coming from The Hut. Several sheets of torn, yellowing paper appeared under the door. Kesey bent down and snatched them up.
“What’s it like?” said Heinous “are there any guns?”
Keseys lips moved as he read the last few words. He [...]
The Gin Lady’s special shipment of Black Russian Devil Squirrels has arrived. People of Dublin fear for your dogs.
Found via Warren and the Big Giant Head Corporation.
Picture via Scary Squirrel World.
Lives and works in the rare 'auld times.
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