Praise
Like watching a bunch of coprophagiacs munching their way through each others’ shit, ingesting it, reprocessing it, mixing it with their own in the brown bedroom of their bloated bowels until they blast the blended muck out of their respective sphincters, drenching the poor reader who can no longer distinguish one flavour of pungent stench from another.
- SB
7 Comments
7 April, 2008 at 5:11 pm
Editor,
to paraphrase your mate Ant Rogenous, you are an irony black hole.
7 April, 2008 at 10:10 pm
the shit has well and truly hit the fan then
7 April, 2008 at 10:33 pm
rear rear
8 April, 2008 at 9:08 am
Sounds like a nice night in to me.
8 April, 2008 at 10:59 am
Further evidence Leon has no idea what “irony” means.
8 April, 2008 at 11:56 am
The name Leon was traditionally bestowed upon someone expected to possess leonine qualities. Evidently Bertrand’s parents have a keener sense of irony than their son.
30 June, 2008 at 8:53 pm
Thankyou.
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