Tag: humor

  • Echo:  A Dystopian Science Fiction Novel

    Echo: A Dystopian Science Fiction Novel

    It’s that time of day.  Put down the comics, jerk my wiener, get ready for bed.  Zzzz… ZZZZZZZZZ….   SEVERAL HOURS LATER Ow—FUCK that hurts!  What the— I yank off my undies.  My balls are wrestling with my girthy womb-hammer, enveloping its head in their wrinkly folds. “Help me Kent!” my wiener screams into my…

  • Please buy and review Kor’Thank and Echo!

    Please buy and review Kor’Thank and Echo!

    What the birth-horror is happening, all you fathers who’ve struggled to resist peeing yourself as you wait by the bedside and witness your child coming out of your spouse like an alien chest-burster that ravages the precious vajeen you’ve cherished and cavorted with, but now you gotta force a smile and mutter something-something-something about the…

  • Please buy and review Kor’Thank and Echo!

    Please buy and review Kor’Thank and Echo!

    What the whore-hole is happening, my fellow whores of all genders, shapes, and occupations who’ve brazenly offered up your holes for plundering yet time and age have degraded their firmness and now you sob quietly at night as you contemplate how they went from beautiful, tight orifices into yawning caves full of horror and possibly…

  • Echo:  A Dystopian Science Fiction Novel

    Echo: A Dystopian Science Fiction Novel

    I blinks sleepily…then bolt up in bed.  My vision hazes into focus.  Oh shit–there’s a quartet of ski-masked guys standing above my futon. “Don’t kill me!” I scream.  “My penis is far too delicious!” “Nah, we got something better in mind.”  He nods at his colleague.  “Put him inside the virtual reality prison.” “Wait—what?”  I…

  • Please buy and review Kor’Thank and Echo!

    Please buy and review Kor’Thank and Echo!

    What the dick-vein is happening, all you lifters who’ve suddenly realized with dawning horror that society has fooled you into working your muscles until they’re huge and bulbous, popping with vascularity like the veiniest of wieners and holy shit they’ve fooled you into MAKING YOUR LIMBS INTO PENISES— Christ Almighty—People like a little penis-y-ness to…

  • Kor’Thank:  A High School Absurdical

    Kor’Thank: A High School Absurdical

    “Just one of these testicles will sate our Shadow Demon overlord for the next thousand eons!”  Jeff Bezos unzips my pants, wagging a meat cleaver as he meets the gazes of his fellow billionaire-nerds.  “Can you believe our luck?” “No!”  I struggle frantically against my restraints, but it’s no use—they’ve tied me securely to their…

  • Please buy and review Kor’Thank and Echo!

    Please buy and review Kor’Thank and Echo!

    What the cum-shield is happening, all my fellow laze-holes who never bother changing your sheets and make a habit of blasting them with jizz, causing them to harden into impenetrable armor that you use as a barrier when some asshole burglar runs into your home and tries to plug you but surprise, motherfucker, can’t get…

  • Please buy and review Kor’Thank and Echo!

    Please buy and review Kor’Thank and Echo!

    What the terror-cock is happening, all my fellow meat-packers who are slinging so much sausage that you gotta spray it with ice water and put a bow-tie on it to make it look as small and respectable as possible before showing it to a potential mate because otherwise they’ll go make a run for the…

  • Kor’Thank:  A High School Absurdical

    Kor’Thank: A High School Absurdical

    Much to my neighbor’s distress, I finish my shower-karaoke with a not just butchered, but fisted-in-the-anoos-and-left-for-dead rendition of “Every Breath You Take” by the Police. “I’LL BE WATCHING YOOOOUUU!!!” I scream into my shampoo bottle/microphone. Suddenly, a double-toned voice growls, “That should do it.” Da fuq?  I look down and lock eyes with a pair…

  • Please buy and review Kor’Thank and Echo!

    Please buy and review Kor’Thank and Echo!

    What the dangly-sack is happening, all you big-scrotumed sex-machines who dread the thought of doggy style because your giant balls are gonna be subject to merciless, rhythmic impact—THWAP-THWAP-THWAP—as you soldier on from behind, crying silent tears of pain while fucking up a storm for the good of your partner but you can’t last much longer…