The cat then returned to his mortal body. He awoke slowly and with a fading daze. He again picked up the glass of whiskey that sat beside him and again looked at the picture of them together. He smiled, raised his glass and said “Here’s to number eight.”, and once again pulled the trigger.

The snake then bit the sloth, which returned him to the infinite innocence of oblivion. (The snake then fucked his wife.)

What’s the point? Attention. These people need attention and this is the only way they can get it. They don’t care if it’s positive or negative. Do not engage or try to reason with them. Simply ignore them and go on about your business.

Not aliens, bourbon barrels. Bourbon barrels outnumber people in this part of the world.

The burden of the obsequious.

What a stupid place to put your hand.

Unregulated capitalism already ruined the internet.

No it didn’t. Young girls and boys are forced into parenthood, which prevents them from getting educated. When they have trouble navigating this world with little education and a child to care for, the church is there waiting to blame their problems on lack of church.

This looks like bad taxidermy.

It this some sort of landlord fantasy?