
Banana peel? A puddle of grease? What effect are we going for here? Are we looking to injure or going for painful death while everyone laughs?

Banana peel? A puddle of grease? What effect are we going for here? Are we looking to injure or going for painful death while everyone laughs?

This reminds me of a Talking Heads song. Very popular in the early 80s. Groovy intro, better than groovy chorus. Can’t remember the name for the life of me…


I have memory issues.
Whenever I recycle I forget what a recyclable container is. And phone chargers.


That there is (n+1) people who in identifying a desert, Farsi speaking, country chose the ORKNEY ISLANDS…smh
Delicious. Where I live (Auburn WA, represent!) the copper and the plumbing feeding into the property would be stripped and sold for pennies on the dollar for fenty. And then when a food or repair truck comes for resupply, the nanosecond the driver leaves the truck, it’s gone. Jacked. Bye bye. Those rich aholes gun starve to death yo


Complicated question. They rotate OG, later members. Sometimes it’s all nonOG members. I think Gwar is meant to be an ensemble performance art experience rather than, say, Foreigner. NotCSB I played a show with Gwar in 2000. Didn’t wear a costume, just lame very 90s appropriate attire. We were HAMMERED. And no one took anything seriously.


You’re my favorite customer
Yes, you could. You’d write it and then someone would say it was ridiculous. Redo better. Except it’s not a community college creative writing class. It’s our actual timeline. We’re living in the implausible badly written world.