March 31, 2012 in Wordsmoker Short Fiction
I know it was probably a bad idea to get a cream-colored rug. It was an even worse idea to get an expensive one, but the place we moved into had these beautiful ebony-colored hardwood (well, they were probably laminate, because if they weren’t, we’d never have afforded the place) floors. Read the rest of this entry →
March 31, 2012 in Rants, Wordsmoker Poetry
“She set the woods on fire
She set the woods on fire
with a few stray words
she’d thought were out
when she dumped them on the as pile
but a few were still glowing
and the tip of a raspberry cane,
bent by snow, caught their heat,
passed it to the broken birch at the edge,
through maple and beech,
to the heart of the woods,
even into the oak,
whose hearts would burn a hundred years.”
March 31, 2012 in Wordsmoker Poetry
by Vaquero
March 30, 2012 in Dad Jokes
So this one time, there was this Dad telling what’s known as a “Dad Joke” and he dropped his pencil and said, Read the rest of this entry →
March 30, 2012 in Wordsmoker Publishing
OH HELLO THERE! Again, your hair looks wonderful. If you’ve logged in today using the mechanical wonder called GLORIOUS SERVER, you might have a wee message waiting for you in your Wordsmoker inbox. WHAT? AN INBOX? WHAT’S THIS DARK MAGIC YOU SAY? Yeah, there’s a whole underlying system to Wordsmoker I installed back in 1985 while I was working at DARPA inventing the internet with Al Gore, and it’s a lot like Facebook because you can write updates and email each other like sexy bitches. Anyway – this part of Wordsmoker is currently under attack by gypsies santorum Chinese hacking bots, so you’ll maybe have a message waiting for you from the lovely Tina, who’s urging you to increase the size of your iPhone using herbal remedies exported from Florida via Belgium and you’ll get results within four hours – that sort of thing. As an adult with hair, I urge you to ignore this message from “Tina”, because I’m going to hunt and kill this Tina bint with an electronic gun - A GUN THAT SHOOTS BINARY DEATH, DO YOU HEAR THAT TINA, YOU ELECTRONIC WHORE? ALSO – YOUR PILLS FOR DECREASING THE SIZE OF MY PENIS DID NOT WORK AND SO I’M SPENDING ANOTHER WEEKEND ON CRAIGSLIST LOOKING FOR “WOMEN WHO LIKE IT DEEP”, TINA, YOU FUCKING LIAR.
In Summary – ignore the spam, I’ll get the bint over the weekend. Keep your feet on the ground while reaching for the stars while being all you can be.
YOUR DEAD TO ME, TINA.
by tristantzara
March 28, 2012 in Poetry, Wordsmoker
March 28, 2012 in Beautiful People Possibly Naked
OH HAI! Did you watch the season opener of popular television show “Mad Men”? Of course you did, you sexy bastard. You love it, and you like it right in your eyes, like a sex-wee. Anyway – the season opener gave hetero’s and lesbians (Unfun especially) two wonderful moments of television history – the shockingly attractive Jessica Paré singing a sexy French song, and then “presenting” like a sexy monkey in her black undies, a moment that made even I – pornography expert – go “Holy Fucking Shit”. Best fucking show, ever.
March 27, 2012 in Wordsmoker Publishing
Oh, hello there. I love your hair! It suits you, as does that shirt. Your breasts – both male and female – look proud and inviting, like a bowl of tomato soup!
Let’s face it – you’re looking better than you ever have, my darlings.
What can I say!?!
I’m deeply inebriated, and I love you al!.
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by berightback
A Poem Comprised of Comments Left on the Gay Porn Site “Queerclick.com” on March 24, 2012
March 25, 2012 in Wordsmoker Poetry
Handsome, well built, tight ass and an amazing
cock. That cock looks like
it could feed a small army. Who cares about
his nationality or race. He’s a beautiful
man with an incredibly thick, hot
cock.
How many
real
middle
easterners
actually do gay porn?
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