Mr Lusk,
Sor
I send you half the Kidne I took from one women prasarved it for you tother piece I fried and ate it was very nise. I may send you the bloody knif that took it out if you only wate a whil longer
signed
Catch me when you can Mishter Lusk

Death Jam

I'm going to start making jams to give to people I've offended, and sell for a nominal fee to people who visit this blog.

I started this weekend just been with my first Death Jam, which is Blueberry (with a generous amount of Cointreau stewed in). I've got two jars left, and these ones are free because I'm not super happy with them. They still taste good, I'm just not super happy with them. If you want one, email me first or second and I'll send one to you, as long as you're in Australia.

If you think the logo is a shit as I think it is, don't blame me, blame Rick Rubin.

And if you are easily offended, which would be mind-blowing to me because this is Fuck Cunts, don't get one, because every label has a corpse on it.



UPDATE: First batch is all gone. Probably make some more this weekend.

Miss you.

STAY TUNED!

BACK TO THE FUTURE

Nice set of images by photographer Irina Werning.

GIRL, YOU DRUNK.

I haven't been updating much lately, have I.

There are a number of reasons for that, most of which I don't think I'm going to share on the internet. One contributing factor is my sudden lack of a computer at home. I still have the internet though. There is wireless ADSL floating around my dwelling, aching to load some shitty tumblr or a porn site.

Also a large chunk of the internet is now blocked at my work.

Also, I've been drinking fairly heavily, fairly often. As a result of that, I haven't been injury free since December 23rd. There's a sack of what I presume is blood on my hip. It sucks.

If you've emailed me in the last 2-3 months, I probably haven't replied. Sorry about that, I just don't really feel like typing and am also quite a forgetful person.

I'm sure things will go back to normal some time soon, or they might not. Who really cares though, right? At the end of the day this is just a fucking blog and it means nothing.

Thanks for sticking around though.

IH_Xx_xoxo

HOLY FUCKING SHIT.

If ever you wanted to convince those disgusting christians who protest against abortion that it's actually a brilliant idea, surely all you'd need to do is show them this video and suggest that 'R.A.E.D' could have been stopped short of his recording career by a quick trip to the clinic, or if I had my way, with a shot of turps to dull the pain and some minor adjustments to a coathanger.