It’s Tentacle Sex, But Not How You Think.
I guaran-damn-tee you that this is someone’s fetish somewhere in the world. Weird… woody empathic parasite worm vore sex.
Mark my word.
Archive for January, 2019
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“He… He’s Weird… Grotesque!”
Even by the standards of 60’s Silver Age wackiness, what is this?
What the everliving fuck is this?
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“There’s a Kid in the White House!”
And yet this is still less absurd than what’s actually occurring in the White House of this fucked-up fun house mirror dimension we’ve all been sent to.
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Batman’s No-Kill Code is Open to Interpretation.
Jet fuel can’t melt steel beams.
Wax candles can’t melt silver statues.
