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A broken mind held together by cellophane and some tack.

“Driving Miss Crazy”

There are a few telltale ways to discern the following joke was written ten years ago. First, more modern considerations such as heteronormativity or gender stereotypes were yet to formulate an appearance upon any broader social lexicon. And that’s entirely independent of the fact that it’s even less funny than […]

Family, Venus, Mitsubishis.

Good morning valued species! Please, should you prefer to go by your Phylum or Class this is a generally inclusive, pseudo-safe-space such that you need only make your preferences known. No Order though, a line must be drawn somewhere! Carrying right on here, I am due to work later. Recent […]

No-Laid Clause

Cause I would do anything for love, but I won’t do that. Or that. Or that. That just seems unhygienic and the other thing aggravates my old war wound… On second thought, let me get back to you with a comprehensive list of the ordeals I would be willing to […]

Slay Your Hands On Me

What do you call an “incel”-masseuse? A massage-ynist. Cue the tumbleweed. Just imagine how bad the joke I cut was. 🙂 Long is the amount of time since last we spoke. An unfortunate downside to finally achieving some semblance of physical health is a diminished opportunity to waste your time. […]

Uncomfortably Numb

Bless you for rejoining the dreamscape. Insert two tokens and select your desired reality. Please enjoy a pleasant day. Welcome, first apologies for the ambivalence with which I’ve treated this forum over the past two weeks. I’d like to say I’ve been crazy busy at work, engaged in a torrid […]