Jayne ,'The Train Job'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Please for to link?
Jen, it's an entire collection of Tom Waits interviews and articles spanning his entire career. I'm pitching a book on Swordfishtrombones for the 33 1/3 series and wanted to get my facts straight.
Innocent When You Dream - The Tom Waits Reader
Here are some party tiaras: [link]
My three year old son likes the sword I made for him, but I'm not sure it is an advisable gift.
Emmett likes his wooden swords quite a bit and we do a fair amount of swordplay in the back yard. I've taught him not to bash my knuckles (so much).
I'm not sure it is an advisable gift.
In my world, it's verboten. No weapons as gifts. Note that I still laughed my ass off when my nephew (before he could speak full sentences) would point a banana at me an say, "BANG!" somehow having learned this from PBS.
I'd kind of like to make a play greatsword fot he kids, but I don't know if my wife would go along with that. She's still not thrilled about the short play swords I made for them.
Weapons make great gifts! Ask ita.
Anybody read Satan Burger by Carlton Mellick II?
Description is intriguing:
God hates you. All of you. He closed the gates of Heaven and wants you to rot on Earth forever. Not only that, he is repossesing your souls and feeding them to a large vagina-like machine called the Walm - an interdimensional doorway that brings His New Children into the world. He loves these new children, but He doesn't love you. They are more interesting than you. They are beautiful, psychotic, magical, sex-crazed, and deadly. They are turning your cities into apocalyptic chaos, and there's nothing you can do about it ...
Featuring: a narrator who sees his body from a third-person perspective, a man whose flesh is dead but his body parts are alive and running amok, an overweight messiah, the personal life of the Grim Reaper, lots of classy sex and violence, and a motley group of squatter punks that team up with the devil to find their place in a world that doesn't want them anymore.
Hot Wheels are always welcome--and if you get a big thing, like a garage or carrying case, you can bring a new car every time you visit, thus buying inspiring lasting love in the kiddo.
Hey look, he's got a zombie book too.
THE STEEL BREAKFAST ERA by Carlton Mellick III (w/ tattoos by Pooch) A nightmarishly absurd story that is like "RE-ANIMATOR" meets "NAKED LUNCH" during the zombie apocalypse.
Plot: The living dead conquered the Earth almost a century ago, leaving only small isolated communities of survivors spread across the shattered-earwig landscape. One such community has been locked away in a New York City high-rise. Breeding like cockroaches for many generations, their civilization has almost completely deteriorated into a mess of insane ones and those infested with parasites that mutate flesh into steel-string sculptures. There is nothing to live for, no chance for hope. Except for one man, not yet effected by the parasites, who finds hope after he creates a wife out of the human body parts that litter the hallways and gets rescued by a group of zombie-shredding warriors from Japan (where the citizens have evolved into anime-like mechazoid characters). This tattoo-illustrated avant-garde novel is rising cult author, Carlton Mellick III, at his darkest and most horrific.
Hot Wheels are always welcome
Also they can be used as weapons. Put a Hot Wheel in a wrist-rocket sling shot and you're talking serious damage.