Thursday, December 8, 2011

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

This is only a hallucination

Monday, December 5, 2011

and c

The author of this so-called "entertainment" (more like samizdat) has taken a break to pursue creating something so entertaining and compelling that it will rip you ass over head right out of this samsara crap. It starts off with a woman walking through a revolving door, her veil gently billowing in her wake. When it ends, Swirly has become mute, almost like a background actor in his own life. With his addiction to the absurd broken, there is a particular shape missing from his personality, screaming to be heard, but sounding only like rehashed episodes of Pokey.
"We must no longer pursue happiness." Or something. The guy who said that threw piss jugs all over the park. No, that was insurance fraud. This is all very literal.

-The Editors

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Episode 183: The Shrine / An Argument

shrine
noun \ˈshrīn, especially Southern ˈsrīn\
a : a case, box, or receptacle; especially : one in which sacred relics (as the bones of a saint) are deposited

ar·gu·ment
noun \ˈär-gyə-mənt\
1 obsolete : an outward sign : indication

Did you know that Backstabbers is a song about anal sex? It's been one of the newest findings brought out by archaeologists' new friend, infra-red satellite technology. You see, back in the day, schadenfreude was not invented, so people actually cared for one another. Then, our friend Scheherazade Freude came around telling stories of joy, every night, for several nights. If you think that's wild, imagine our faces when her friend Ziggy Joy came and told us all that we're obsessed with our assholes all because of some asshole who was buried in the desert with a snake up his asshole. It's the kind of asshole move that makes you call into question the validity of previous assholes and their level of assholery. Or it was because of Scheherazade. Dat ass.

Friday, May 6, 2011

Episode 182: Supreme Laziness

So, in the first frame, Swirly and an affable comrade are discussing women's curves, particularly the nates. Being down on their luck, Swirly suggests using a philter. On their way to find a suitable lamb, they come across a building, an old, old building. (They hang out in an occult part of town where you'd expect to find a philter) The story behind the building is long and misunderstood, but Swirly finds that it reminds him of a certain fly girl from In Living Color. The final 10 frames are just Swirly humping the building and calling it various names, asking who its favorite Twilight character is, and finally they attain mutual orgasm. The building floods the town as the potential from man's past is unleashed en masse. The fluid resembles liquid soma and drinking it returns all to ecstatic, creative youth. But then, the building can't stop coming and everyone dies, the end.

Friday, January 28, 2011

Friday, January 21, 2011

reminder

this is to remind me to upload the new ones
and to post this video