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"This site goes down so often we oughta change the name to “Dating Nancy Reagan”" – Horatio
My Pitiful Human Experience
The Familial History of Schizophrenia
Your Absent Stepfather
Lost To Iceland
This Wonder Site of Dreams and Wishes
Roving Packs of Ham Beasts
The Dark Blood Ritual of Penance
God’s Ongoing Quest To Drive Me Insane
The Last Time We Had To Suffer
Tormenting My Dreams With His Insipid Chant
The Most Existing Thing
Kroenke’s Mustache
An Independent Beast
Gorge Themselves To Agony
The Unplanned Amphibious Excursion
At first I just glanced at the title and thought Fek was back again.
Seeing something from one of my posts on here feels like getting a KOTW.
Normally I would agree, but then I’m like “Do my insane ramblings really map that directly onto Werner Herzog?” and I get worried
This post needs a “Gratuitous Rick and Morty References” tag. What’s that, you didn’t make a reference to Rick and Morty? Well, you should have.
I think this is the part where I confess that I’ve never seen Rick & Morty.
I’ll show myself out.
You really, really must.
This is consistently an outstanding feature.
Great job.
“Roving Packs of Ham Beasts” is a good description of your average Midwest family gathering.
I have never seen one of his movies. And I bet there’s not one fucking car crash scene in any of them. Plus, probably no boob shots, at least none that are all artsy, I mean more refined, like in the Porky’s trilogy.
The tallywacker lineup scene is still one of the funniest fucking things I’ve ever seen.
Fucking Hawthorn.
That is all.
I was quite pleased with the outcome 🙂 What a hell of a game.
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