weaktwos | A few things

First, in honor of my 12 hour day at work, I give you Horror Poetry, thanks to Voltaire and my dice:

Undead Nuns descend from the unholy heavens with yelping jack o' lanterns in their hungry jaws. The sounds of breaking wind call to me from beyond the confines of decent poetry, putrefying in the ground...
Ernest Borgnine is consumed, consumed, consumed .

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And then there's the Pleasureboat Captains for Truth.

And now, in other news:

-Work kinda blew, but it just makes me appreciate things like my long weekend of decadence that much more.
-I was able to get an 11am drum lesson on Saturdays. No more rushing to lessons from work. That shall take some stress off my Friday afternoons.
-I read issues 13 and 14 of Fallen Angel last night. Fun, fun, fun!

Good lord, I'm sleepy. Must sleep. Don't want to. Rats.