Thursday, January 24, 2008
The Elfs and Elves defeated, we a-charged the uppity-stair past the glitter-halls of Consumpce and the shimmer-aisles of Green-Eye and the heaved hordes of Goods, towards that lord of the Mothership of Mass Consumption, the Red Man of the Red Star, He Who Births Christmas, the One and Only Repetitive and Timeless One, the Santaman. [...]
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
With a crash we were upon them! The Big Fat Star breach’d, the elves a-fear-ten’d! Our moment was now!
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
The hand, a magmatic, igneous extrusion of the Earth Herself, took it upon itself to uplift most suddenly and send us hurtling towards the sky-hooked Mothership of the Big Fat Star. Now I saw how Bloodmonkey could be confident, though the motion of this rocky ocean was causing sentiments of nausea and ground-love to churn [...]
Saturday, December 29, 2007
Nonplussed was I as our optiscope brought close to mine oculars that Mothership of Mass, it’s top the cruciform oricular shape of that Great Beast, the Mickey, it’s body the Can of the Consumer and it’s understory a shimmering, bloating, ventrilating, flatulating mass of tangled and bewebbed sloganry and marketry. Bloodmonkey looked not unnerved and [...]
Thursday, December 6, 2007
The Big Fat Star, known to men as that of Bethlehem, was beheld by Captain Bloodmonkey. And he *knew*. He knew it was no Star. Rather, it was the exhaust vent of the Jolly Wagon of Destruction, the Machine of Consumption, the Flaming Mothership of Mass. He gave the order and the Rock Ship Kurmatum [...]
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Wednesday, December 5, 2007
Twenty days to Xmas. Still time to loot for presents and sell your soul for trinkets and baguettes. I read somewhere that in the UK alone 3 bn. euros worth of unwanted presents are given per Xmas.