The apathy of Dame Lurch
Today the mystical threesome of neglect undertook a fiendish verbal probing from the fascist English puritans that doth inspire our misery to up and leave.
But hark, children! What maketh this worse is the curious Dame Lurch! He doth beguil'd the sweet things which are Ona and Youthful Harlot, by not replying to their divine splurge of the last entry here. What a wanker.
Further news everyone! Our prophecies divine is coming out in all mystical bookshops for your purgatorial persusal. It's nameth? It's obviouseth! Random Number 2! Its mysticality is increasethed two fold by the factoid it hath not been sent to a publishing dwelling (of iniquity)!
Black Sunrise is abandoning us! Her sunrise of doom no more plagues our marriage hearse! We're lonely in this asylum! We need companionship, love and above all... cakes.
If thou can helpst us, please leave a comment. Or we will die!
Now, shut up!
Quotation of the sesssion: "Books are a load of crap" Larkinus, Phillipus
Word of the session: logorrhoea. What we suffer from. Look it up!
But hark, children! What maketh this worse is the curious Dame Lurch! He doth beguil'd the sweet things which are Ona and Youthful Harlot, by not replying to their divine splurge of the last entry here. What a wanker.
Further news everyone! Our prophecies divine is coming out in all mystical bookshops for your purgatorial persusal. It's nameth? It's obviouseth! Random Number 2! Its mysticality is increasethed two fold by the factoid it hath not been sent to a publishing dwelling (of iniquity)!
Black Sunrise is abandoning us! Her sunrise of doom no more plagues our marriage hearse! We're lonely in this asylum! We need companionship, love and above all... cakes.
If thou can helpst us, please leave a comment. Or we will die!
Now, shut up!
Quotation of the sesssion: "Books are a load of crap" Larkinus, Phillipus
Word of the session: logorrhoea. What we suffer from. Look it up!