Welcome to the new normal, followers, failures and philanderers (who I love just the way you are). Horses in the pool, unspoken alienation and allegiance, patricide, matricide, and everything in between. It sure is a lot to keep track of, yeah? It’s time to blow this popsicle stand, so bring Maris a machine gun, and turn Warble loose, because they’re all out of bubblegum, and eat pieces of crap like these for breakfast!
Welcome to the new normal, followers, failures and philanderers (who I love just the way you are). Horses in the pool, unspoken alienation and...
Episode 2 - We Only Come Out at Night Maris and Warble wake up satisfied, and hit the ground wobbling like newborn foal. Kai...
Let’s ride on through the desert on a horse with two names, all my succulent sandworms of radioland. There’s always some new dysentery to...