Sweet tapdancing Dagon, this is nasty
I was spawned in a simpler time, when evil was straightforward and profound, and had minimal standards of literacy.
Sigh. It's not easy being a lurking horror in a millennium with eight-cylinder insanity like this rolling down the highway of the soul.
The picture is a bit disturbing. But it captures the essence of the woman's writings: propelled by Schlitz; no direction; all momentum. A juggernaut of nutrition-free filler that targets children and composes jingles that you'd willingly use a backhoe to scrape from your cranium.
Dr. Deborah Frisch: you make Chtulhu scared.
Sigh. It's not easy being a lurking horror in a millennium with eight-cylinder insanity like this rolling down the highway of the soul.
The picture is a bit disturbing. But it captures the essence of the woman's writings: propelled by Schlitz; no direction; all momentum. A juggernaut of nutrition-free filler that targets children and composes jingles that you'd willingly use a backhoe to scrape from your cranium.
Dr. Deborah Frisch: you make Chtulhu scared.
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