A few months ago when I asked people on facebook if they remembered Swamp Thing’s psychotropic sex cucumbers everyone was like “Fuck you! There’s no such thing! You’re just a crazy person who should be pelted to death with rocks!”
Oh yeah? Well then how do you explain this? Because that sure looks like a psychotropic sex cucumber to me.
I’ve been very busy lately with work and family, and now that things are easing up ever so slightly I’ve realized that “lately” has lasted for several months. I haven’t written anything really substantial in that entire period of time, and I think on some level I must know this, because I feel like I’m going batshit insane.
Not that I’m not usually batshit insane, I just feel more batshit insane as of late.
Anyhow, I’m well aware I need to write something substantial soon for both your sake and mine. I’d like to open the floor to requests.
Also, please enjoy these several pictures that I “commissioned”* for the Tide World stories. More are forthcoming as I have an ongoing deal with the artist.
*Isn’t commissioning something such an adult thing to do? I know I certainly felt like an adult when I did it.
When I was young and in college, which was like two years ago, I thought “Ha! I don’t need to love anyone because I have a bunch of weird thoughts to keep me company!”
Then a blind couple walked down the street, walking arm in arm, tapping away with the canes held in their free hands. Not having learned the lesson from this, please enjoy the audio recording I just made of me talking about masturbating for thirty minutes.
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