Please Enjoy the Evil Sound
(Print for Show Pony March 9th @ Golden Age Tattoo, Austin TX.)
10 posts to go before a severe reappraisal of whether or not I should continue with this endeavor. Originally devised to alleviate drunken boredom whilst in pine strewn purgatory, it’s slipped to a non-priority (if you couldn’t tell already). I’ve been very busy of late and I have a scant few hundred followers that shouldn’t be too upset from the loss. Sometimes, it’s best to move on. I hope you’ve enjoyed whatever the fuck thing I’ve done here because I’ve greatly appreciated your company. And so we begin: TEN.
Hesher Suicide-Bomber Heaven.
My local bodega now carries unlicensed Street Fighter themed boner pills. Yes, those are Ryu’s testicles.
My libido scares me.
Sometimes I get drunk and make craigslist ads in a bunch of different cities to see if I can get any responses. I do.
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In the early aughts I worked night shift in a hand full of adult video stores and even DJ’d at a strip club for three days. I kept a sketch journal. Here’s a taste.