The ‘Bama Sutra: Showing in sadly explicit detail hundreds of different techniques and positions for having sex with blood relatives or the merely toothless.
This feature comes to us from Merkin Aimless, noted second-generation British satirical novelist and author of The Lode of Auld Wanque and Spent Advances.
The year ends much as it began, with the minor addition of the bloody battle between the forces of good and evil on Dick Clark’s New Year’s Rockin’ Eve 1999.
“I’ve been carrying this vital piece of classified intel for days and I’ve got to get it to Ominous-Looking Government Headquarters in Qualico-Over-Quantico!”
We manufactured designer “accessories of Godliness” at the Sweatshop of Heavenly Piecework. These were rare and glorious times and I have the scabs to prove it.
I was chasing a dream of rock ‘n’ roll stardom, playing electric ocarina in a band comprised of a bunch of malcontents, layabouts, and known mousse abusers.
Rut: Shut thine pie-hole, Trichinosis! My lord is dying and so art thou, thou underrehearsed beverage- referencing knave! Take heed! Take two, they’re small.
It’s been determined a lost work of William Shakespeare, owing to his unparalleled characterizations, and that funny way he had of making “s”s look like “f”s.
I knew it was coming to me, so I had to do it right. I sprung into action immediately, sustaining only mild facial contusions when I slammed into the wall.