August 28, 2011

Tins Or Canceled, Page 133.

A funless smile.

Posted by dean at 01:07 AM

August 26, 2011


'Everything shall soon begin. The end of everything.'

Posted by dean at 02:07 AM

August 24, 2011

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Posted by dean at 02:00 AM

August 23, 2011

What Do You Call It When Someone Steals A Small Amount Of Toenail Polish?

Pedi crime.

Posted by dean at 04:09 PM

August 20, 2011

Tins Or Canceled, Page 59.

During the night, as he lay asleep in the burnt-out car, an immense silent exodus had left him alone in the deserted city.

Posted by dean at 11:17 PM

August 19, 2011

Tins Or Canceled, Page 57.

The morning sunlight crossed the instrument panel of the car, creeping through the coils of blackened wiring. Around the smoke-streaked windows the tall grass swayed in the warm air.

Posted by dean at 01:11 AM

August 13, 2011

Mob-8 Air Fuck, Page 206.

We had the miracle of the whole world out behind our workplace.

Posted by dean at 04:41 AM

August 11, 2011

Mob-8 Air Fuck, Page 177.

Like many U.S. Representatives from rural districts, this fellow looked like a small-town barber who had a lucky day at the dog-track and hoped for a blowjob before bedtime.

Posted by dean at 03:01 AM