Overheard on King Street South, Newtown, on Sunday afternoon: “No, they’re not lesbians, they’re just two fat chicks.”
Word-whore. I write 'em. I talk 'em. Information, politics, media, and the cybers. I drink. I use bad words. All publication is a political act. All communication is propaganda. All art is pornography. All business is personal. All hail Eris! Vive les poissons rouges sauvages!
Overheard on King Street South, Newtown, on Sunday afternoon: “No, they’re not lesbians, they’re just two fat chicks.”