tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119470.post5429953098912228161..comments2023-08-20T15:59:58.293+05:00Comments on Dope City Free Press: See You In the Gas ChambersMr. Beer N. Hockeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07184518909716677938noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119470.post-27580393587445519782016-11-27T03:14:21.520+05:002016-11-27T03:14:21.520+05:00When ib contributes to the DCFP we know our small ...When ib contributes to the DCFP we know our small electronic press' editorial team deserve a fucking raise.Mr. Beer N. Hockeyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07184518909716677938noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20119470.post-64241132729968603262016-11-26T18:48:57.909+05:002016-11-26T18:48:57.909+05:0040 years ago, I stepped on a bus going to "No...40 years ago, I stepped on a bus going to "Nowhere". Always believe those destination tickets, even while they loom like a pantomime gypsy's curse.<br /><br />Somewhere down the line we ran out of gas. Someone in a dapper uniform appears to have traded our tripping fuel for Zyklon B. That's okay. It's happened before, we ought not to allow it to get under our skin.<br /><br />The conductor is deranged. The driver is asleep at the wheel.<br /><br />Fuck Donald Trump. Right through the copious bile that lubricates his throat and out his bleeding ass.ibhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08788986697776895039noreply@blogger.com