Ryan, You Belong In Hell!
Posted by in Living at 8:47 p.m. on March 20th, 20040 Comments 0 Pings
Ryan, the Gay Punk, Say:
So begins a hair-raising, mind-boggling, and above all meal-ruining express-elevator trip into the Hell of the Many Things You Never Wanted to See, Not Even Accidentally™.
Much like an H.P. Lovecraft survivor-character, or a witness before the House Un-American Activities Committe, I shall not reveal the source of that map, nor the connections between myself and this horrible leftover of the Old Ones.
And no, I did not order his picture CD. It’s feet, for the love of Sweet Jesus.
My name is Ryan and this is my personal web site for selling my used sneakers and socks.
So begins a hair-raising, mind-boggling, and above all meal-ruining express-elevator trip into the Hell of the Many Things You Never Wanted to See, Not Even Accidentally™.
Much like an H.P. Lovecraft survivor-character, or a witness before the House Un-American Activities Committe, I shall not reveal the source of that map, nor the connections between myself and this horrible leftover of the Old Ones.
And no, I did not order his picture CD. It’s feet, for the love of Sweet Jesus.