Once again, these are a little disturbing to look at… they seemed to flow together a little too effortlessly and smoothly. When you consider that Bush tortured, hazed, and branded his fellow fraternity initiates in college with red-hot coat hangers you begin to understand why…
Presented for your shock and disgust:
Thanks to IZZY for the idea!
(more pics after the fold)
There was me, that is Georgie, and my three droogs, that is Karl, Rummie and Dick. And we sat in the Ovaltine Office, trying to make up our razudoks what to do with the evening. The Ovaltine Office had milk-plus; milk plus vellocet or synthemesc or drencrom, which is what we were drinking. This would sharpen you up and get you ready for a bit of the old ultra-violence.
The Abrams ’05 purred away a real horrowshow. A nice warm vibraty feeling all through your guttiwuts!
And viddy films I would. Where I was taken to, Brothers, was like no cine I ever viddied before. I was bound up in a straight jacket and my guliver was strapped to a headrest with like wires running away from it. Then they clamped like lidlocks on my eyes so that I could not shut them no matter how hard I tried. It seemed a bit crazy to me but I let them get on with it. If I was to be a free young malchick again in a fortnights time I would put up with much in the meantime, O my Brothers.
So far the first film, was a very good professional piece of cine. Like it was done in Hollywood. The sounds were real horroshow, you could slooshie the screams and moans very realistic. You could even get the heavy breathing and panting of the tolchcoking malchicks at the same time. And then what do you know, soon our dear old friend the red red vino on tap. The same in all places, like it was put out by the same big firm, began to flow. It was beautiful. It’s funny how the colors of the real world only seem really real when you viddy them on the screen.
