Archives for November 2010
I Must Obey You, Girl in the Mirror…
Back when I was a wee lad, I never lost my temper. I never accidentally stabbed my sister with a metal badge in the shape of a thumb.1 I never did anything wrong. Ever. There was, however, a small boy… continue reading »
I Won Me a Dollar/Send Me Your Mank
Filth pays. It previously secured me a glorious, limited edition badge, and now it has actually won me cash money (courtesy of filth-encourager, Jane Ruffino). In related news, my 1,400 page magnum-humpus, The Insatiable Necrophilic Blood Lusts of Saint Teresa… continue reading »
Slashing for Cash: This notion of barter is not that daring a thesis…
In response to Jane Ruffino’s challenge1 to respond (via Slash Fiction) to Eileen Battersby’s response to Stephen Fry’s response to something someone once said…or did…or something, I present this. It won me a dollar. “Rose Petals and Horse Dumps” Part… continue reading »
You’d Never Know they were Anatomically Correct…
For those of you who weren’t present in Exchange Dublin last Thursday night to hear it (i.e. all of you) here’s the piece of sit-down comedy reading I performed (as part of Gareth Stack’s Marshmallow Ladyboy Jesus). ————————————————————————————————————————————– The fragmented… continue reading »
