tWBS: Why am I nervous? Senor: Because as I said, this is the lust terrace upcoming, and you posted compilations of sexy pictures on the Internet for multiple years? tWBS: Hey, they weren't pornographic! Senor: Yeah, but society's a bunch of prudes. tWBS: And you did it too! Senor: Like twice? Probably a difference there,
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The D of S, Vol. II: Terrazzo VI
The D of S, Vol. II: Terrazzo V
Place: Walking into the fifth terrace of Purgatory, when… Voice: Adhaesit pavimento anima mea. My soul cleaves to the dust; revive me with Your Word. A soul lays prostrated on the ground. tWBS: Hey buddy, you okay? And can you speak up? I can't really hear you mumbling into the ground. Voice: My soul
The D of S, Vol. II: Terrazzo IV
It's the next morning on Purgatory. tWBS: Hey, wake up. Senor: Ugh, I slept like I was on a rock. (He checks his "pillow.") Oh, that explains it. tWBS: I hear footsteps. Senor: It sounds like running. Towards here. tWBS: Welcoming party? Senor: No! This is the terrace of sloth, so… penance, actually. Slothful Soul: (running by
The D of S, Vol. II: Terrazzo III
The D of S, Vol. II: Alle Porte del Purgatorio
Through the climb of Ante-Purgatory, about five minutes after the last volume ended TWBS: Hey, why'd you do that? We could have watched football and had beer and nachos with Gerry Ford! Senor: As much fun as that would have been we have to move. I know, it's unfortunate, but we would've
The D of S, Vol II: Ante-Purgatorio
Place: On the boat to the shores Purgatory TWBS: So, what are they all singing? (As per last installment.) Senor: In exitu Israel de Aegypto, "When Israel Came Out of Egypt." There's gonna be some Gregorian chants here, you've been warned. TWBS: Well that sucks. That's shit music that died out centuries ago. Senor:
The D of S, Vol. II: Prologue
Crazy Jane Presents: The Miami Dolphins after the Bye
The D of S, Cerchio Nove
Casino Coffee Shop. 11:00 AM.
image via [interior: a packed casino coffee shop. A man sits at a table for two] Man: "Dude! There you are!" [another man staggers up to the table and sits down heavily. He places both hands to his head] Dude: "Hey man. What's up?" Man: "DUDE! [laughing] You look like shit!" Dude: "You should feel it