Tuesday, January 30, 2007

Reeking havoc.

From ES's latest prose-wank about his forni-cation to America.

"They could smell the north on me and hated me for it."


No, honey. It was the CK-One. And the desperation. And the rotting hollow where a soul was supposed to be.


And it's cute that he thinks his Northernness was the primary reason to hate him. That's 'round about reason 5,467, so far as I'm tallying.

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