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May 30th, 2005

I looked at those children, then at my own children, and came to a sudden realization: we must stop the Great Sperm Massacre. The Gadflyer

« In the summer, the never oft-changed underpants can be sensed from a full 400 yards away as the accompanying lady-folk of these cross-eyed clans hike their skirts in order to display the full expanse of white flesh, like a day-old slice of blubber from Moby Dick ? roughly the same size, roughly the same colour and certainly just as putrid.