Okay, so I’m a little bit busy these days. Between settling into a new house and developing new TV shows that I hope would make me fucking rich so that jailbait would line up to have my abortion, I’d rather spend my free time catching Zs rather than posting retarded articles online. And so, to keep you entertained while I make my bread, here are a few pictures from Party Flashers. Check out that site for more awesome tittie pics. Anyway:
I was scrounging around in my office when I discovered a ginormous pile of scipts. This pile is the result of about three years’ worth of writing for Nginiiig! and Nginiiig! The Hidden Files. Deciding to sell it for scrap, I lugged everything in a big garbage bag and took it to the junkyard across the street. After the weighing was done, I went home with around seventy pesos in my hand. Seventy pesos. Three years and that is the actual, physical worth of my writing: merely the weight of the paper upon which my words were printed. That worked wonders on my pretensions as a writer.
