Category: Echo
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What the sex-bloop is happening, my fellow fuckers who are enjoying the shit out of some hip-bruising coitus but are suddenly interrupted by an unwelcome BLAT that pops out mid-stroke, sending you into fight-or-flight mode as your eyes tick back and forth and you review the smash session in harrowing, frenetic detail—who farted you or…
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Check out my sci-fi series: Echo!
Echo is where I started my writing journey. The series has four books, and is filled with musings on society and existence, along with big doses of violence (especially in book 2) as well as psychic stuff and existential philosophy (book 3 and 4). You can see me get a firmer grip on dialogue, description,…
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Yet another weird ad for my novels
“This is ridiculous,” Wiener snarls. “I’m not a dog, goddammit!” My penis, which I’ve girdled tightly around my thigh and pulled out the hem of my right pants’ leg, is dressed in a Darth Vader costume. The glans are a natural choice for the dick-shaped helmet; every time I glance at the floor, it looks…
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What the fart-standoff is happening, all my fellow innocents who’ve been trapped in the hellish confines of a long elevator ride as some dastard in your midst silently lets loose with a face-melting hiss of skin-eating gas, everyone’s trying to remain stoic but then they all start coughing and gagging, someone fans their face while…
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Check out my sci-fi series: Echo!
Echo is where I started my writing journey. The series has four books, and is filled with musings on society and existence, along with big doses of violence (especially in book 2) as well as psychic stuff and existential philosophy (book 3 and 4). You can see me get a firmer grip on dialogue, description,…
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Yet another weird ad for my novels
IN A WORLD WHERE GRAMMAR NAZI PRIME, IS JUDGE, JURY, AND EXECUTIONER… Grammar Nazi Prime sneers at me from atop his podium. “And so, Kent Wayne, you have been found guilty of violating Grammatical Law, for writing stories aimed at spectacle and wonder, with nary a regard for who and whom, they’re and their, and…
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Give my books a read and a review!
What the long balls is going on, all my fellow fogies whose pride has turned to horror as your nuts grow into hangers but now they’re past your goddamn knees and you have to tie ’em around your waist so zoomy little dogs don’t run up and bop em like a miniature speedbag, or start…
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Check out my sci-fi series: Echo!
Echo is where I started my writing journey. The series has four books, and is filled with musings on society and existence, along with big doses of violence (especially in book 2) as well as psychic stuff and existential philosophy (book 3 and 4). You can see me get a firmer grip on dialogue, description,…
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Yet another weird ad for my novels
Kent Wayne is right-handed. So where does that leave me, his Left Hand? In the goddamn shitter, that’s where. Three (occasionally four) times a night, Right Hand crawls out from Kent’s thigh-nut crease (which is gross and weird, because Kent’s balls smell like cheese and atrocities) and chokes the shit out of Kent’s wiener. I…
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Give my books a read and a review!
What the hole-whiff is happening, all my fellow fuckers who have lucked into a flirty stranger, the encounter quickly progresses into an eager smash-sesh but you haven’t had the time to clean up your bdussy, so as you’re pounding away their face wrinkles in consternation and they’re all like, “Do you smell that?” and you…
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