Why are there billboards with giant pictures of natural landscapes next to the roads in Columbus, Georgia? That question, it turns out, is part of the point in this weird art project to advertise environmental apocalypse.
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Barry Komisaruk studies the female orgasm. But not in the way most men do, between the sheets. His research is done in a laboratory.
There once was an old cock named Chronos,
who wasted his time planting seeds.
And all through the land felt the touch of his hand,
the young maidens he stole in his greed.
Surely there are 100 things I could list that piss me off
As I write this, I’ve got this D-Bag spam machine who is polluting my website with endless dick pictures and viagra bullshit. Once a year or so he crawls out of his pedophilic torture chamber of delights and starts posting an abundance of porn-viagra adds at my forum. However, this time, the fucker has gone spam crazy (obviously he’s found a new spamming toy to utilize) and is posting 20, 30, 40+ spam messages a day, all with the same cum-guzzling chicks eating dong, with titles like “Grandpaw’s Lucky Day”, and “Donkey Dick Fantasies Come To Life”. Every other word is mis-spelled, and he’s relentlessly making a huge annoyance of himself. Here is a message to spammers like this everywhere: YOU ARE GOING TO FUCKING DIE. No questions asked, simultaneously, every mass-spammer in the world is going to spontaneously combust in a fire of genital putrification and a tormentingly bloody bout of erectile mortification. In other words, the Devil’s Fire is gonna jump out of your tiny little dicks and consume you in a blaze of torture for all eternity. Dante is going to create a special ring of hell just for you to grovel and crawl in. Have fun in the pit, bitch-faces!