The call of holy Baubo is strong now
The evil shadow of history comes forward again…
The highest court of our land is making it impossible for women to care for their own bodies. When women are deflowered or devalued it is time to look at the other sex… the male, especially all conservative moronic males, and their bitches…. Time to address their sperm and ask the big question,
“If a man gets a woman pregnant without the holy affirming blessing of the great Baubo herself, then off with his balls, or head … whichever. What do you think about that justice?”
Baubo’s theme song…. always and forever.
THE MAN a new FLopside Comic Strip character.
The PEASANTS and the Rusty Blade…
“The Man, no one sees the man, if they do… they live on borrowed time” ~ Film. The Line-Up 1958
The Man Who Sold the World” is a song written and performed by David Bowie. It is the title track of his third album, which was released in the U.S. in November 1970 and in the UK in April 1971. also Performed by the PEASANTS and the Rusty Blade….
No profit … it is done on a love bases…
Life: It is about the gift not the package it comes in. ~Dennis P. Costea, Jr.
He is the ultimate trophy whore too!!
Mr. Fuck does not bowl, play football, kickass in soccer or shoot the moon…he is a poseur for the dames!!
‘Twas the fucking night
Before a fucking glorious and righteous holiday…
And all through the fucking dump
Not a fucking creature was fucking stirring
Not even a fucking rat…
The cigarette butts lined up with no care
In hopes that his fucking lighter
Would instantly light the butts there…
Squatting in a cardboard fucking box
Cozy and warm…
What to his fucking ears
Did he hear?
But a sound of a drunken Santa
Walking down his alley
With a couple of glass-tinkling beers…
“Hey Santa could your spare
This old fucking punk a drink?”
“Yes sir I’ve two left…”
SO they stood in the alley
Fucking Santa wobbling a lot
Mr. Fuck laughing
The beers he fucking drank up…
Then he put Santa in a Taxi
Sending him home to his fucking Penthouse apartment …
Waving good-bye out the back taxi window… Santa yelled,
“Fucking merry glorious and righteous holiday to all!!!
Bitchin’ and out-of-sight!!
Under a new moon, feverish and hearing the call of revolution Mr. Fuck inspires us again….
Flopside Comics Xmas 12-21-12