Tag: humor

  • Please buy and review Kor’Thank and Echo!

    Please buy and review Kor’Thank and Echo!

    What the ghost-jack is happening, all you power-jizzers who’ve shot a load that’s so damn powerful it flies over your shoulder and pulls a vanishing act, eluding your desperate attempts to find it as it congeals into a steely piece of cumment (cum-cement) that won’t come undone unless a mother of all bombs is directed…

  • Echo:  A Dystopian Science Fiction Novel

    Echo: A Dystopian Science Fiction Novel

    I hate being a Pufferfish. Because dolphins. Humans think they’re cute, lovable, sea-creatures.  HA!  Nah bruh—they’re rape-crazy cannibals!  They eat their own babies, man!  You guys think they’re like this super sophisticated, oceanic version of a hyper-intelligent dog.  Not true.  They use me and my kind as chew toys so they can get high off…

  • Please buy and review Kor’Thank and Echo!

    Please buy and review Kor’Thank and Echo!

    What the secret crush is happening, all my fellow stalkers who’ve kept your desire to smash tightly under wraps during the day while masturbating furiously at night, tears leaking from your eyes as you berate yourself because why can’t you WALK UP AND JUST SAY HELLO— For fuck’s sake, man—go say hi before your sheets…

  • Kor’Thank:  A High School Absurdical

    Kor’Thank: A High School Absurdical

    Is butt-stuff that great?  I keep seeing articles about it pop up on my feed… Time to find out. I take a deep breath and lube up my index finger. In the hole it goes…hmm…so far, it feels like I’m taking a giant shit.  Not impressed. Then my finger locks in place.  What the fuck? …

  • Please buy and review Kor’Thank and Echo!

    Please buy and review Kor’Thank and Echo!

    What the butt-fur is happening, all you oblivious mofos who happily and ignorantly dum-de-dumm through life whilst growing an evil jungle of enormous proportions betwixt your ass-cheeks, completely unaware of it until your lover takes a peek down there and projectile-vomits a couple of organs because of the sheer, unbridled horro— Are you TRYING to…

  • Echo:  A Dystopian Science Fiction Novel

    Echo: A Dystopian Science Fiction Novel

    “You’re a real keeper, Kent.”  Catwoman lies down next to me, stroking the little patch of hair between my muscled-up pecs.  “Bruce is a specimen, but his wiener is unimpressive.  Kind of on the small side, actually.” “Ha!”  I punch the air in triumph.  “KNEW IT!  Anyways, thanks for making sex with me, but I…

  • Kor’Thank:  A High School Absurdical

    Kor’Thank: A High School Absurdical

    JANUARY 1, 2020. “All right, Kent.”  The Big Guy gives me a cautious look.  “You’ve got this.  Right?” “Of course.”  I throw an impatient wave.  “Go on vacation, man.  You’ve earned it.” “Right.”  He clears his throat.  “Make sure you refill the ocean every week, repaint the sky if it starts looking grimy, and—” “Dude.” …

  • Echo:  A Dystopian Science Fiction Novel

    Echo: A Dystopian Science Fiction Novel

    Given my proclivities, I knew there would be a 99.9% chance that I’d reincarnate as a Golden Retriever, but this time around, that .1% couldn’t be denied… Because now I’m a Terrier! Ha HA!  I tear through the house, nipping at my stupid Humans’ stupid ankles.  Fear my incisors, all and sundry! “Kent!  KENT!”  My…

  • Please buy and review Kor’Thank and Echo!

    Please buy and review Kor’Thank and Echo!

    What the pale penis is happening, all you head-in-the-sand mofos who swear that penis color is a complete nonissue but can’t help but think of an alien parasite-looking baby mole-rat when you’re watching porn and you spot a sun-deprived wiener that had to have come from a redhead amongst redhea— Goddamn PHALLIST is what you…

  • Kor’Thank:  A High School Absurdical

    Kor’Thank: A High School Absurdical

    Focus, Kent…FOCUS… NYAAAAAGH! I open my eyes, drenched in sweat and gasping for breath.  I look between my legs and sigh in defeat. Goddammit.  Wiener’s still the same damn size. It’s a big ol’ thicky, but nowhere near as ginormous as I want it.  I want an Argument Killer—the kind of wiener you can whip…