Saturday, June 19, 2010

what a great cover. esquire, may 1968.

The Great Pointed Archer.

The Great Pointed Archer.

All of the facts to convince me to rename rats Great Pointed Archers are not helping. They can jump 48 inches. They can produce 15000 more GPAs in a year. Their fur smells like grape soda. (Thank you for that, I will never drink grape soda again.)

Here is my take: They are fucking rats. The end.

nietzsche family circus

Nietzsche Family Circus makes me happy. In a nihilistic way.