Monday, November 25, 2013

Beneath the Valley of the Ultra-Misanthropes

Can the apocalypse be willed upon us? Some try. Also they walk me around LA to look for evidence of its coming.

Note to the Riddled crew: the "DREAM SHOP" is already equipped with bicycles.



Yes, Fashion of Echo #1 is just a little too fancy for YOU.



Boy, they don't make houses like they used to before Frank Lloyd Wright made houses.






As Sergeant O'Malley loads up his gun,
He wonders who kneecapped Lady No.1.
A Gentleman lacking the requisite digit?
Perhaps Lady No.2's hireling did it.



Note that the gate was locked:







Constant complaints from yours truly about the diminishing fun of crossing the border for candy ignore contributions from our Mexican friends, who are determined to overpackage new and distressing forms of poison. Honestly, individually wrapped cakelets stuffed in a plastic tray and then rewrapped? What, we're MADE of plastic? Submarinos and Gansitos are both awful AND planet-destroying. Eat up, apocalypsoists!

4 comments:

Smut Clyde said...

Is there some form of Substance / M.Bouffant mindmeld going on here?

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

He did mention the apocalypse, S.C.
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mikey said...

At this point I'm afraid to travel south of San Jose.

That's some kind of bloggo critical mass right there, y'all...

fish said...

I think Pinko just fainted.