POEM-An audience of weeping angels watches a play performed by “mimes, in the form of God on high”, and controlled by vast formless shapes looming behind the scenes. The mimes chase a “Phantom” which they can […]

“i had sex with the old lady in the tub! yahhhhhhhhhhhhhh”

me-”hey jack!? do i have a small penise?”

jack-”hahahahahahahahahahahaha”

me-”so…that a yes or no?”

jack-”hahahahahahahahahaha”

“wanna hear the most annoying sound ever? ennnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn”