Tell me whether at my son's 3rd birthday party you plan to drink dark sharply of the low communal, sharing broken hymns in thick unlovely voices, lowering our very souls into your foul pits of debasement?
Just yes or no. Is that your specific plan, or not?
It is, isn't?
Yes. But with a caveat. That is just the beginning. There is debauchery and sharp, critical observation of tattoos, and removal of those that offend
Oh my!
The liver tells all.
Indeed it does. While shriving the sins of the giver, they say.
It's tough to keep 'em alive while you remove it, let alone being shrived.
Will there be a period of random flaying designed for the feathering of densest sinew, bone, skin?
Or will all fleshy matter be served up on fecal dishes to be absorbed through previously clean orifices?
You can never find clean orifices when you need one. They are always soiled in some fashion. No, we must collect specific bits and pieces for a pie that can only be eaten on the winter solstice. When must use knives made of moon struck silver.
Of course! A deep gluttonous fellation of meat and skin fornicating itself on a cannibalistic parade through cemeteries of deep transformation!
Just yes or no. Is that your specific plan, or not?
It is, isn't?
Yes. But with a caveat. That is just the beginning. There is debauchery and sharp, critical observation of tattoos, and removal of those that offend
Oh my!
The liver tells all.
Indeed it does. While shriving the sins of the giver, they say.
It's tough to keep 'em alive while you remove it, let alone being shrived.
Will there be a period of random flaying designed for the feathering of densest sinew, bone, skin?
Or will all fleshy matter be served up on fecal dishes to be absorbed through previously clean orifices?
You can never find clean orifices when you need one. They are always soiled in some fashion. No, we must collect specific bits and pieces for a pie that can only be eaten on the winter solstice. When must use knives made of moon struck silver.
Of course! A deep gluttonous fellation of meat and skin fornicating itself on a cannibalistic parade through cemeteries of deep transformation!
