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Jerusalem Offertory: Nor Shall his Pork Sword Sleep in his Hand

Bring me my bow of burning gold! Bring me my arrows of desire! Bring me my spear! O clouds, unfold! Bring me my chariot of fire! November 13th – shuffled sheepishly through Israeli immigration, enduring a 30-second staring down by an oddly Aryan young woman in army fatigues. Last time an attractive girl looked at [...]

The Pube Bush Wild – Keats in Love, Miller in Nashville

And so another languid excursion through the Italian homeland has run its course and we find ourselves pottering about the conservatory at Lickham Bottom (yes, we bought the Smithy’s Cottage) dabbing at the spots on our succulents. Once again we were thwarted in our efforts to attain a private audience with Pope Benedict, despite having [...]

Fishing Milf with Nacked Breasts – The Search for Meaning

Word is in from the electronic mailroom that the agency’s incoming ECG has recently exhibited a palpable spike. Where the cybermailbag previously resembled nothing much more than a pendulous, geriatric scrotum, it has of late plumped out appreciably, tautening away the pachydermous wrinkles and stretching its knobbly surface to a pregnant sheen. What was once [...]