Some say we’re made up of stars and bits of Nazis and popes and lizards and that these bits have memory we can feel or recall, and y’know I reckon it...
Spayed at seven (well before the drop), I Lothar Bampi am sopranoed for all time, and amidst my neuteriety and fame as the last castrato, beyond the...
He floors old man Huggard with a big king hit, and he goes down hard, a fleshy hessian sack of shit, stands over him droolin' and says, "Its been two...