We cover Elliott Kalan’s Joke Farming and how it relates to my butthole.

Is love blind? Is it? Really? C’mon.

DISASTER! A NEW ENEMY!

It happened again! I got Legaulted AGAIN!

It’s time for Rhetoric Society Quarterly. Nobody else online is delivering you THIS kind of content.

We help the truly helpless and their holes.

My old nemesis, New York Times, returns for Turkey Day.

A return to roots.

We made it! OR DID WE!?

C’mon, the Arising. Like that Bruce Springsteen song?

Some kinda lady dracula.