…not even bright ube, a barely there lavender ghost if that; certainly no byzantium nor damson.

"…We are unknown and known over the aeons by many names. We are the Night Surgeons; Agents of the Bleak Culling; the Mutilation Magistrates from the Temple of the End. The Night Surgeons now hold your world. We were invited to your world long ago and the invitations have never stopped. Nor shall We. We do what you…

…watch out Chairface Chippendale.
https://www.youtube.com/wat…

The Smog Of War

Maximum preservation of the inherent c0mmunion: Angel in flight with no arms or legs on fringes of the narcotic flutter…

Milner saves the day in:
Billy Bushwacked!

[tad perhaps o' thinkin' outside the box]

Stalkin' Sniffles' Wheezing Lunatic Clown Rant Hour may be getting a new organ grinder's monkey if Trump follows bros b4 hos protocols and grabs that Bush.

…a fine palate cleanser after Stalkin' Sniffles' Wheezing Lunatic Clown Rant Hour.

Aldo !

"…but grim oblivion's time out for me, that's all. And we have a timetable to keep.

…Let me tell you, it's soul-black dark on the far shore and there's this smell…”

The Disciples of the Watch love to dance as the palaces burn…

…Hey little girl is your daddy home
Did he go away and leave you all alone, hmm hmm
I got a bad desire
Oh, ho ho, I'm on fire…

…and quite proud of his twittering, he is.

…he gone from
orange soft cheeto puff
to crunchy
to flamin' hot
in two swipes of a lambs tail…

…whose account rings truer than true.

…two and two thousand terrible things;
we are monsters
and breeding grounds for more monsters…:-)

…human,
all too fucking human.

…not to be Madam President watches this little orange bug squirm with delicious contempt, ready to devour him, but never does.