Karmic Poo

Where’s Bruce Willis when you need him? Is my dead grandmother directing me somewhere? Is Carol Ann warning me of something? Does Patrick Swayze want me to get in contact with Whoopi Goldberg? Or is it just some some bored poltergeist fucking with me? We may never know. About a week and a half ago […]

You can't crap any more without turning around and seeing a turd with 2 american flags sticking out of it. All this kitschy, pretentious pseudo-patriotism makes my rectum seep.