Reaching Out

We interrupt our regularly scheduled program for an announcement:

Will a Ms. Scorpios please answer the black courtesy phone in the lobby! Ms. Sorpios please answer the black courtesy phone in the lobby!

Hurts Soooo Good

Since Lakota is tied up with her fuzzy fuck-a-rama, I decided to get me a little hard loving myself.

Ain't Spike to fucking die for?

Vis Insita

Lazy days just hanging with some friends.

Resting up for a visit to Friday night mass at All Saints.
I'm jonesing for some genuflection.
And while they're down there...

Trippin'

Told you that was bad acid. But no, you wouldn't believe me. Here's the fucking photographic evidence.

Last time I drop acid with you bitch. Can you fucking believe this shit?

Oh look, we won third place...

Ritual My Ass

The Princess insists this is an ancient Lakota ritual.

What total BULLSHIT Bitch!
That's a fucking bundt cake you're jumping out of.

Who Gives a Shit

Doesn't take more than a can to get these little barbie bodies tanked.

Just Lakota and me having a good old time in one of our favorite stomping grounds.

Damn good place to get rid of bodies too.

And grab the ocassional fresh kill.

Can you say Fucking PARTY!

Heavy Equipment

Fuck me, but I love cruising around town in a tank.

Lakota and I took this baby out for a test drive the other day.

Tried it out on the Burger King that fucked up my order.

Then we ran over some parked cars, straight across a four-lane highway, and down into a ravine. Climbed right back out again too.

Handled like a dream. Made me cream my batsuit, it did.

Shit, I'm getting all choked up.

Hunting ...

I went hunting last night. I find it invigorating to take my sword out for a spin. I like to hunt in the nude. Makes cleanup that much easier.

You know, I really should name my sword, everyone else does.

How about ... Cockchopper? Phallicslasher? The Beheader?

Why don't you help me decide.

If I don't like your suggestions, I'll just introduce you to my blade...

Beware of Gifts from Geeks

Lookie what I've got!

You'll never guess who gave this motorcycle to me.

In fact, I'm so grateful for the gift, I'm going to let her take it out for the first spin.

What do you think Lakota, you up for some barbeque?

POETRY SUCKS (and so do I ;)

I came, I saw, I blew it the fuck up.
… then I did it again because it felt so good.

Fuckety, fuck-fuck

GONE FUCKING

You don't like it? FUCK OFF!

Love is a Bomb

Explosions make me come.

Isn't that a beautiful sight?
The explosion was pretty good too.

What are you looking at?

I just fucking hate being gawked at!

Then again, when you're as hot as me, I guess a certain amount of gawking should be expected.

Off for a little diversion before I return to the fun and games.

I feel like blowing something up later.

ALERT!

I've just received notification from the Spam Alert Siren that there's a spam attack crossing the blogs.

I've changed into my spam fighting gear, and have gathered my heavy artillary.

Just let them try and take me!
Wait a minute, I might like that...

Should have known

I found our old high school yearbook LP. Just look at her! We should have known then she'd grow up to be a cunt.

I swear she looks like she's planning something...

Sure you want to play...

Who does this batbitch wannabe think she is anyway?

The cunt kicked me and Lakota off her blog the other day. I just figure the bitch doesn't know how to have a good time.

See, Lakota and me, we know how to have fun...

Good Times

Do I know how to have a good time, or what?

The Internet is NOT REAL

So I decide to indulge in the freedom of expressing myself any damn way I please. It's not real, after all, it's just fun and games.

The Internet is not real. That's what I've been told, and told, and told.

So I do it.

And the same damned cunt that told me to give it a try, turns around and tells me NEVER TO DO IT AGAIN.

Maybe it's my perky smile that drove her insane.