As the morning fog lifts we are able to see a building with a strange figure knocking at a solitary door. From inside a voice is heard asking "Who are you? What do you want?" The figure outside speaks from a different plane in reality and says “You have to invite me in” From
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And all the Angels vomited: World Cup Preview. Switzerland!
Chapter 2
The Gods of Football
Sunday Gravy with DJ TAJ! I am going to predict your future.
Sunday Gravy with DJ TAJ: You can’t beatus this meatus
“Foof” – A DJ Taj Grim Airy Tale.
A Confidence is Lost
banner image via {Exterior, Coach Mike Zimmer's ranch in Northern Kentucky} [Door Flies Open] Coach Zimmer: "Hey everybody, I'm home!" Maria: "Hi Coach! Welcome home!" Beansie: "EEEEEKK!" CZ: "Man, it's good to be home but I tell ya, I wouldn't mind being in Miami right now doing some game prep." Maria: "You know Coach. You had a
Love Not The Wronger
Sunday morning - a quiet suburban household before breakfast “Family meeting!” Each person in the house dreaded those words. No one likes talking about their feelings ever, unless there are cameras and a paycheque, and the situation is always worse when the person at the perceived centre of the tension refuses to
The Real Puppy Dance: New Orleans Saints at the Bye
Evil Celebrity Pickakke
This year’s Superb owl features Satan’s favorite team—the New England Patriots—playing against the Philadelphia Eagles, whose fan base happens to be her favorite. Factor in Donald Trump being president, and this year’s celebrity pickakke should be evil and bad. It’s what we deserve. . . Hello fellow DFOers, I dipped into