Search for your favourite cam-girl and get nothing but recipes for tea.

There's no help. No. Baby, it's slow when the lights go low. There's no help; no. He's drilling through the spiritus sanctus tonight.

An ogre 'nom'ing on a man's leg. The man is inconvenienced.

Impregnation of a clown egg. It's twins. Their noses have already developed.

Kiggidy-Kiss my grits.

I'd smash.

A blue worm with dumb teeth doing his best to prevent the next generation from making the same mistakes he did.

Early-2000s-Flash-animation-lookin' motherfucker pointing a gun in the viewer's face. Claims he 'had no choice', but that's bullshit.

I like 'em thick. I like 'em chunky.

Ever read that novel where clones make beautiful ice sculptures, but lack the capacity for abstraction to be able to appreciate art?

If you're so fuckin' bored, go outside and fuck the beetles, pencildick.

Imagine being cradled by fourteen big, sweaty Brazilian men. Each holding you up with one finger. Teamwork.