Imagine Norbert looking into your eyes with that expression.
Imagine the feeling of knowing that you’re about to get ridden more vigorously then you’ve ever been in your whole life.
Today was the day that I found out my grandfather voted for Rick Santorum
Today was the day that I died a little inside.
hahahahaha I am so happy about this
A drawing, in Commando blackface-grease, of a man looking closely at a flower. In the distance, or smaller, appears to be a woman, approaching. Or some kind of elf, or something. The man isn’t looking at her (or it). In the middle distance are haystacks. The flower is shaped like the cunt of a young girl. There is a luminary looking down from the sky, a face on it totally at peace, like the Buddha’s. Underneath, someone else has written, in English: Good drawing! Finish! and underneath that, in another hand, It IS finished, you nit. And so are you.
Gravity’s Rainbow, by Thomas Pynchon



