I have four jobs

My whipman owns me for eight hours of purity and pain.

Then comes this place.

The order is interchangeable.

Making/listening to music. Writing/reading a wide variety of nonsense.

Getting leathered.

I could show you my p+l or my empties.

You eat from my thermoformed plaggy tetris enemies.

Here is a recording of some precious written nonsense, read with a convincing Austrialand accent.

https://soundcloud.com/user536630132/zonal-submitted-by-captain


These are momentous times we live in frends.

Thank fack its not the 90s 80s 70s or 60s anymore




Im considering the possibelle aquisition of a kitten for my dog Jodypova to mother.
She is quite old and often lonely. I think the change in dynamic would amuse her.

Think I might have a bet.