Draggers

Just when things are starting to look up for you, be assured, there’ll be assholes of all kinds to drag you back to the shithole.

The best remedy for such draggers is to obliterate them, of course (no, just saying fuck off won’t work with these draggers). Nevertheless, it’s not that easy obliterating people nowadays. So, one might try an alternative: start a riot nearby the homes of those pain-in-the-ass ticks, and jump them in the commotion...

Nothing beats the shit fun of a rowdy, chaotic riot, and a bleeding dragger writhing in the asphalt. 

Kaos Asphalt Magick

Ego-trip Mirrors

Some people are so high on ego-trips they just can’t stop, until they’re in pieces. Like mirrors, waiting to be broken, these scumbags are not going to understand that the universe does not revolve around individual wants, until the universe smite them to smithereens..

Fuck, I do love seeing them fall and break apart. Nothing is sweeter than that looked of disenchantment, shock and pain.

Let them fall

Supermoon

When a big ass moon start rising from beyond the hills, and your head feels like a million squirming pulsating critters, hungry for blood, it’s a sure sign that weirdness shall come cascading from every corner of the night....

First taste of weirdness....

Is always the weirdest....

Until you get used to it....

Perfect Soundtrack

What would be the perfect soundtrack for a hate-filled, frustrating and nut-busting day? Back in the days, I would’ve settled for some Mayhem and Darkthrone stuffs, but that just not enough anymore.

Life, as it is, is just that much more stinky than it has always been, one simply need something a whole lot more rotten and rancid to soldier on...

Thank shit, some French degenerates have the sensibility to produce crushingly heavy, hate-inducing music (never mind the excessive images of nudity).

A must have for any clusterfuck days....like when you fail to finish off a bastard with your favorite axe down in the park last night... 

I’ll get you next time you fuck...