Redmeat

I was serendipitously reminded, via jwz’s livejournal (yes, he of the best livejournal icon ever), of RedMeat. Peruse, if you will, such entries as The tickle of asphalt on the sagging belly of your lowered expectations.

Hell, read the damn site. Yes, I know it will waste hours of your time, but, franky, if you’re reading this from home, it’s either your weekend already, or you’re still up and you’re drunk, so I don’t see that I’m actually wasting anybody’s time per se.

Oh, and read Scouring the scraps from Comedy’s casserole dish as well (no, the titles don’t make any kind of sense, but they don’t give away the fucking punchline, which I put to you is a bonus).

And Marked by the mask of misery as well.