my white whale? gotta be that one bazooka joe comic where he says “nigger”. it was an extremely limited run and they were only sold in like 3 stores in grand rapids, plus they’re wads of wax paper that were wrapped around the second worst gum on earth (fruit stripes being #1), so theyre kind of hard to find.
i thought i had one once but the absolute asshole fucked the already minimal description and what he actually had was that one mary worth where she puts a hit out on her garden club rival. that shit’s easy to find, you can get 3 of those for one copy of that kathy strip where she tells her poolboy to “gape my dirty asshole”
i should probably find a better hobby than this but i could be jacking it to cartoon pony feet too so its not rock bottom, not even close.
anyway go chufs

pretty sure my professor of criminal psychology is planning on offing one of my class as some kind of final exam. he’s spent the last few weeks making these weird faces and turns of phrase as he talks about the “artistry” of murder and it just couldnt be more obvious to me.
theres really nothing i can do about it until he actually does something but spoiler alert: its not going to be me. i spend every hour not spent at school at home. i have 0 friends (that arent scary white supremacists with anime avatars) or social obligations of any kind and he’s not the type to poison someone’s groceries or doordash for his big lesson. no, he’s a blade man, i could tell by how he had to sit down for most of our lessons on jack the ripper (which is asinine to me, fuck you). well bring a knife to a gun fight and see what happens, motherfucker
dude’s kind of a faggot so im putting the odds on the sex of his victim at a 75/25 chance it has a penis or a horrid mockery of one created from vaginal tissue and belly skin
anyway go faguars