They called her, The Crimson Poonani. Me: Grande Poubelle. Together we saved Paris. Or, rather, the part of it that mattered. It's dead now anyway, killed by its own excesses. Much like our love.
Author: musevassal
On Work
Okay, kids! Let's talk about work. Many people have already told you that you can do anything you set your mind to so long as you work hard at it. While this is completely untrue, it is important for you to believe it. However, when bandying this platitude about, what most people don't tend to … Continue reading On Work
Puffy Reenactment
I like how historical military reenactors are completely obsessive about getting every detail of their kit right but then don't bother to lose weight. I'm sure there were a couple of portly Confederate soldiers in the American Civil War, but modern reenactments looks like they're put together by a balloon animal artist.
a cold walk
Inspirational Advice
Okay, what the hell is going on with these images of inspirational positivity sayings that switch font every few words? The whole point of the piece is to foster some kind of mental health in people, which is laudable, yet they present themselves in the most schizophrenic way possible. If the block of text were … Continue reading Inspirational Advice
The Anusrasiertleckenman
by Balls Malone In the olden days of the Bavarian Alps, folk would whisper of the Anusrasiertleckenman. As the story goes, on the vernal equinox if you slept out of doors or in a barn or shed, the Anusrasiertleckenman would visit you. Wearing only undersized lederhosen, the Anusrasiertleckenman appeared in the form of a small, … Continue reading The Anusrasiertleckenman
Cats are the only creatures that can relax aggressively.
Friendship
You know that feeling when someone you care about suddenly comes out with a really obnoxious, pseudo-political opinion that you know they picked up from some toxic talk radio host, or a co-worker they spend too much time with; and they just won't shut up about it because they want to have an argument; and … Continue reading Friendship
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Recognition
One of my problems in life is that I have no sense or natural expectation that hard work and quality will in any way be rewarded or even appreciated. Rather, I expect just the opposite. I’m not sure why that is. The squeaky wheel may get the grease, but the protruding nail gets the hammer. … Continue reading Recognition
Muse Vassal 