Papa. My grandfather.He was full-on German. And by full-on, I mean full-fucking-ON.Born and bred Prussian aristocracy: a real Von from Berlin. I'm not bragging, it just is what it is, and very relevant to who he was. Unless you've been pinned under the gaze of a man who's had that kind of upbringing, you can't … Continue reading Papa on Tickling
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Germans
My mom is German. She was born in Germany and then my grandparents immigrated to Canada in the fifties with three kids (would have two more in Canada). When my mom was a teenager, my grandfather would force the family to watch Monty Python’s Flying Circus with him. But it wasn’t because he enjoyed it, … Continue reading Germans
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
Muse Vassal 