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Ganja and Gore: The Legacy of Cannabis Corpse

Welcome to FYB’s Latest Music Post where We Answer the Question “What Do You Get when You Mix Legendary Death Metal Band Cannibal Corpse,  Cheech & Chong, Love of Horror Movies, and Low Brow Humor? The Answer is CANNABIS CORPSE!!! The Band’s Name is a Parody of the Aforementioned Death Metal Pioneers Cannibal Corpse, But Don’t be Mistaken  Cannabis Corpse plays 100% Original Songs. Along with Band’s Name Cannabis Corpse’s Album/Song Titles are also Parodies of Many Other Assorted Death Metal Band’s Album/Song Titles. The Band has Featured or Currently Features Members of the Bands GWAR, Six Feet Under, Municipal Waste, Antietam 1862, and The Black Dalia Murders.

The Name Cannabis Corpse was Coined in 1999 by Brothers Phillip “Landphil” and Josh “Hallhammer” Hall. It Wasn’t Until 2006 when the Hall Brothers Recorded a Demo along with Any “Weedgrinder” Horn that Cannabis Corpse became a Reality. Cannabis Corpse’s Demo would go on to Eventually become Their Debut Album Blunted at Birth. Soon after Their Demo Release Cannabis Corpse was signed as the First Band to Forcefield Records. It Helped that The Founders of Forcefield where Personal Friends of the Band, and are also Based in Richmond, Virginia.

                    

Cannabis Corpse on Cannabis Corpse:

“Cannabis corpse is a band that was born in the summer of 2006 as a way to express our love of smoking weed and listening to Cannibal Corpse. The tunes were recorded in Weedgrinders kitchen on a boss br 900 digital 8-track while slowly smoking away huge chunks of memory with the finest bud in oregon hill.We did it in the hopes of creating a band that got you stoned with a sick oldschool death metal sound alone! We can promise you that every growl, every guitar riff, and every drum beat was done when we were completely obliterated on sweet sweet chiba. We want people to spark up a doober and follow along with the lyrics so you can be transported into a horrific world where you are not safe from getting your weed stolen by bloodthirsty zombies or getting captured by an ancient cult that cultivates demonic weed with the blood and body parts of sacred ritual sacrifice!Your brain will be melted by this non stop audio assault!Enter into the chambers of bud!” -Cannabis Corpse-

                   

CANNABIS CORPSE CURRENT LINE UP:
  • Philip “Landphil” Hall – Bass (2006–Present), Vocals (2012–Present), Lead Guitar (2006–2008, 2012–2015), Keyboards (2011–2012)
  • Josh “HallHammer” Hall – Drums (2006–Present)
  • Adam Guilliams – Lead Guitar (2015-Present)
  • Ray Suhy – Rythme Guitar (2015–Present)

                   

PREVIOUS MEMBERS:
  • Nick “Nikropolis” Poulos – Guitars (2008–2012)
  • Andy “Weedgrinder” Horn – Vocals (2006–2012)
  • Brent Purgason – Lead Guitar (2012–2014)
  • Brandon Ellis – Lead Guitar (2014–2015)
TOURING MEMBERS:
  • Vic “Con-Vic” Anti – Guitars (2009)
  • Adam Jinch – Lead Guitar (2017)
  • Adam Guilliams – Lead Guitar (2018–Present)

                   

GUEST APPEARANCES:
  • Jeff “Wartom” Bush : 2006, Guest Vocals on “Force Fed Shitty Grass”
  • Will “Power” Towles : 2006, Guest Vocals on “When Weed Replaces Life”
  • Randy Blythe : Jan. 7, 2012, Guest Appearance at the ‘Cory Smoot Benefit Show’ and at the ‘Welcome Home Randy Blythe show’
  • Chris Barnes : 2014, Guest Vocals on “Individual Pot Patterns”
  • Trevor Strnad : 2014, Guest Vocals on “With Their Hash He Will Create”

                   

ALBUMS:

  • Blunted at Birth (2006)
  • Tube of the Resinated (2008)
  • Beneath Grow Lights Thou Shalt Rise (2011)
  • From Wisdom to Baked (2014)
  • Left Hand Pass (2017)
  • Nug So Vile (2019)
  • Violence Unimagined (2021)

                   

EPs:

  • The Weeding (2009)
  • Splatterhash (2013) : A Split EP with the Death Metal Band Ghoul

Singles:

Blame it on the Bud (2011)

                    

LIST OF VIDEOS BELOW:

  • “Dawn of weed Possession” (Official Video Shot in a B Horror Slasher Movies meets Comic Book Style Format)
  • “Cylinders of Madness” (Animated Official Video)
  • “Gateways to Inhalation” (Concert Footage Focusing on the Fans/Audience)
  • “From Enslavement to Hydrobliteration” (Animated Official Video)
  • “Skull Full of Bong Hits” (Montage of Various Concert Footage)
  • Cannabis Corpse Live at Saint Vitus Bar, December 19th, 2014 (Full Set)

Thanks For Reading/Watching,

   Presented By Les Sober  

Less Than Human

Hey how the hell are you? Yesterday’s post fell through like a real motherfucker so I (Justin Sane) am here to day. This Post showcases with the 2017 Danish animated Horror/Comedy short film LESS THAN HUMAN by The Animation Workshop and directed by Steffen Bang Lindholm.

Now I must admit two of my favorite books of all fucking time are ANIMAL FARM and NINETEEN EIGHTY-FOUR both written by none other than the legendary author George Orwell (the pen name for Eric Arthur Blair). Both novels are social commentaries about the injustices perpetrated in/by society, human nature, perception, corrupt government, abuses of power,  and freedom/personal freedom. So naturally when I was tipped off about LESS THAN HUMAN I was an instant fan from the fucking get go.

FUN FACT: The film went through some working titles including “Zobihubie” when it was first pitched. Later it was name “The Story Behind” before the crew finally settled on the title “Less Than Human” which best described the film.

Synopsis: In the aftermath of a zombie outbreak, zombies are cured and exiled to secluded camps. There has been talk about rehabilitating post-zombies back into society. Steve, a freelance journalist reporting on the case, thinks the zombies still pose a threat to society. He ventures into one of these camps to prove to the world that rehabilitation is out the question.

Lights, Camera, ACTION!

See You Around,

   Justin Sane  

Fiendish Friday Night Film: ZOMBIE HOLOCAUST

FYB is Delighted to Present the 1980 Italian Exploitation B Horror Movie ZOMBIE HOLOCAUST (also Known as Zombie 3) directed by Marino Girolami. The Movie was Re-Edited and Released Theatrically in the United States under the Title Doctor Butcher M.D. in 1982.

           

Brief Plot Summer:

The Film starts off in New York, where a Hospital Employee is found to have been DEVOURING CORPSES in the Morgue. Morgue Assistant and Anthropology Expert Lori Discovers He was from the Asian Molucca Islands where She grew up. Dr. Peter Chandler investigates, and HE and Lori discover similar CORPSE MUTILATIONS have occurred in Other City Hospitals, where Immigrants from this Region are Working.

Peter leads an Expedition to the Islands to Investigate, where he liaises with Doctor(and Mad Scientist) Obrero. Included in the Expedition are Peter’s Assistant George, George’s Eager Journalist Girlfriend Susan, Lori, Local Boatsman Molotto assigned by Dr. Obrero, and Three Guides. On the Island They are HUNTED BY CANNIBALS and A ZOMBIE HORDE, the latter Created by the Sinister Doctor Obrero who has been conducting GRUESOME EXPERIMENTS on The Living and The Dead.

In the End Lori is accepted as The QUEEN OF THE CANNIBALS, and Sends the Tribe off to Destroy Doctor/Mad Scientist Obrero and His UNHOLY ZOMBIE ARMY!

           

Enjoy.

We Hope You Enjoyed this Undead Delight as Much as We did.           

  Presented By Les Sober

FYB Wicked Wednesday Movie: THE HOUSE BY THE CEMETERY!

FYB is Proud as a Pig in Shit to Bring You the Italian Cult Horror Movie THE HOUSE BY THE CEMETERY Directed By the Goliath of Gore Lucio Fulci!

            

Brief Plot Summery:

When the Boyle Family temporarily moves not a Mason near Boston so the Father can do some Research, His Son Bob starts seeing the Ghostly Spector of a Young Girl motioning to Him, and this leads Bob to uncover the Basement’s TERRIBLE SECRET! Lurking in the Shadows of the Gloomy Basement lives Dr. Freudstein who has been residing in the Basement since 1879 after He was Banned from the Medical Profession, and has managed to keep Himself Alive by Murdering the Various Residents of the House and Harvesting Their Cells to Keep His Body Going.

A Grossly Oversized Bat Attacks the Father, Floors come Apart and Crush Unsuspecting Victims, and at one Point the Bob’s Head is Held against the Basement Door by the Evil Doctor while HIs Father is Wildly Swinging an Ax through the Door to Save His Son’s Life. Scenes like these and Others are the REAL OBJECTIVE of the Movie-The Strange and Irresolute Ending, and the Leaps and Gaps in the Storyline, are Prime Indicators that alll Else is Dispensable Pretext- GORE IS THE GOAL, AND IT’S DELIVERED IN SICKENING DOSES!!!

            

Some People’s Opinions of the Movie:

“The House by the Cemetery is truly unsettling experience whose different parts never quite add up to a coherent whole, and linger in the Darkest Passageways of the Mind.” -Anton Bitel (VODzilla.co)

“What No to Love about film that has a Haunted House, a Mad Scientist, A Cemetery, Flesh Eating Cellar Dwelling Zombies, an Evil Imaginary Friend, A Clueless Cavalcade of Victims, Gore Galore, AND an Over The Top Vampire Bat-Bite?” – Staci Layne Wilson (Horror.Com)

“I had a Blast with this Horror Classic even if it is Highly Evocative of Other Isolated Scary House Movies.” -Ed Travis (Hollywood Jesus)

“Wonder after Grimy Wonder.” – Fernando F. Croce (CinePassion)

“The Violence Inflicted on the Various Characters throughout the Film (which includes GOUGING, STABBING, THROAT RIPPING, DISMEMBERMENT, AND DECAPITATION) is nothing Compared to the Violence Fulci Inflicts on Logic and Storytelling.”

-James Kendrick (Q Network FIlm Desk)

Enjoy.

We Hope You Enjoyed This Little Mash Up of Murder and Mutilation as Much as We Did.

Thanks for Watching,

  Presented By Les Sober

A Monday Night of Sickening Cinema: The City Of The Living Dead!!!

THE CITY OF THE LIVING DEAD is a 1980 Italian Zombie Splatter Horror Movie Directed by Lucio Fulci who also Wrote the the Screenplay, and plays Pathologist Dr. Joe Thompson in the Film. Although Fulci worked in a Wide Array of Genres as a Director, Screen Writer, Producer, and Actor over His nearly 50 Career in the Film Industry. Fulci garnered an International Cult Following for His Giallo (in the Movie Context, for Italian Audiences Giallo has come to refer to Any Kind of Murder Mystery or Horror Thriller) and Horror Movies. Due to the High Level of Visceral and Graphic Violence that present in Many of Fulci’s Films that He is Frequently Referred to as “The Godfather of Gore”, A Title Given to American Splatter Movie Gore Master Herschell Gordon Lewis.

           

The Movie was released in Italy in 1980 under the Title Paura fella cotta dei Mortifications Vivrnti  in Italy which translates to ‘Fear in the City of the Living Dead’, and was Released in the United State in 1983 the Title Twilight of the Dead, which Resulted in a Cease and Desist Order from United Film Distribution Company due to the Title’s similarity to Their Own Film, George A. Romero’s Dawn of the Dead. Thus the Distributer, Motion Picture Marketing, withdrew the Film and Re-Released it under the New Title The Gates of Hell.

Brief Plot Summery:

The Movie is set in the Shunned Village of Dunwich (a Tribute to H.P. Lovecraft’s The Dunwich Horror), where the Priest Father Thomas commits SUICIDE by Hanging Himself which Results in a GATEWAY TO HELL Opening, and Turning loose a Ravenous Pack of ZOMBIES OF THE DAMNED! Meanwhile during a Seance in New York, Mary Woodhouse sees Morbid and Horrific Visions of the Priest’s Suicide, and its Dire Consequences leading up to a ZOMBIE ONSLAUGHT on All Saints Day. Mary then suddenly Collapses to the Floor and Convulses then She appears to Die, Only to be Rescued from Premature Burial by the Journalist Peter Bell. The Two Travel to Dunwich to DESTROY THE GRAVE of Father Thomas in order to Stop the MASS ZOMBIE INVASION!

           

  • An Italian Newspaper La Stampa’s review of the Film “Not recommended for easily impressionable viewers.”, with a Story that grew Progressively into a “Expressive Nightmarish Atmosphere”
  • Jay Carr of the Boston Globe said “A Film Only a Diehard Necrophile could Love”
  • Dick Fleming of The Daily Times “Scenes Purely for the Sake of Shock Value”
  • Ringle wrote”Idiotic Sleaze Fest with Nothing to Offer but an Abundance of Filmed Animal Innards.”
  • AllMovie “City of the Living Dead benefits from Fulci’s ability to Create and Sustain an Intensely Creepy Atmosphere…. the Blending of Graphic Shocks and Surrealistic Atmosphere .”

Movie Quote: Mary Woodhouse “The City of the Dead. The Living Dead. A Cursed City where the Gates of Hell have been Opened.” Enjoy.

We Hope You Enjoyed this Italian Supernatural Splatter Film’s  Flesh Eating Zombie Fiasco as Much as We Did.

Thanks for Watching,

  Presented By Les Sober

FYB Matinee Movie – Zombie Ass: The Toilet Of The Dead!

It’s True that We here at FYB can be what some would call Immature or Juvenile, and here’s Some Proof as We Present  the 2011 Japanese Comedy Horror Movie ZOMBIE ASS: TOILET OF THE DEAD Directed by Noboru Ignuchi.

       

The Plot is Simple: Talented Young Karate Student Megumi is Trying to Deal with The Emotional Fallout from Her Bullied Sister’s Suicide.  Megumi Joins Her Friends Aya The Smart Girl (and Her Drugged Out Loser Boyfriend), Maki the Full Figured Model, and Lastly Naoi The Nerd on a Trip Deep into the Woods. During Their Day in the Woods the Group of Friends Encounter the NEFARIOUS DR. TANAKA Who spends His time Conducting GRUESOME EXPERIMENTS on the LIVING DEAD!!

Things start to Go Awry when Maki discovers a PARASITIC WORM inside a Fish and Eats it without Hesitation hoping it will Help Keep Her Thin. A Little Later Maki’s stomach starts to fell Horribly Upset and She takes an Explosively Violent Diarrhea Dump in an Outhouse. Soon After Maki’s Epic Crap The Gang is ATTACKED by a Horde of FECES-COVERED UNDEAD Emerging from the Outhouse. The Gang Escapes the Attack and Seeks Refuge in the INFAMOUS Dr. Tanaka’s Home where He attempts to Turn the Gang into His Latest Experimental Test Subjects! Will Karate and Flatulence be Enough to Stop the Living Undead and Stop Dr. Tanaka once and For ALL? Find Out in ZOMBIE ASS: TOILET OF THE DEAD!

   

NOTE TO VIEWERS: The Version of ZOMBIE ASS: OILET OF THE DEAD was Overdubbed in French so Unless You speak French (and more power to You if You do) You will need to Adjust the Closed Captioning Subtitles to Your Linguistic Needs.

Well We Hope You Enjoyed The Scatological Zombie Stampede as Much as We did.

Thanks for Watching,

 Presented By Les Sober

FYB’s Anti-Monday Movie Double Feature

Let’s Face It Monday’s are a Known Motherfucker SO in spite of Our Predilection for the Darker Side of Things know Everyone Needs a Laugh. Now with that said We still have to Keep to Our Principles in some Fashion, and to do so We have carefully Selected Tonight’s Double Comedy Feature.

Tonight We have Selected:

MULVA: ZOMBIE ASS KICKER

And

BANANA MOTHERFUCKER!!!

       

In MULVA: ZOMBIE ASS KICKER Stars a Buffoonish Chocolate Loving Candy Addict, by the Named Mulva, and Her Misfit Friends are FORCED to FIGHT for Her Halloween Candy against A ZOMBIE HORDE Who Rise From The DEAD on HALLOWEEN NIGHT!!!

        

In Banana Motherfucker 6 Adventurers Goon a Quest for a MYSTICAL CEMETERY. After Disturbing a GRAVE causing The DEAD to RISE as They Triggered an ANCIENT CURSE that will DESTROY the ENTIRE WORLD!!!

   

And as Always: WARNING THE FOLLOWING FILMS CONTAIN CONTENT THAT SOME VIEWERS MAY FIND DISTURBING. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. Enjoy.

And Now for Our Second Feature: BANANA Motherfucker!!!

(Note: You Most Likely Will Have To Turn On The Closed Caption, and Select English in Setting or Whichever Language You Prefer.)

For Those Who have an Eversion to Subtitles RELAX the Film is 16 minutes and Change. ALSO The Dialogue is MINIMAL being NONEXISTENT After the First Few Minutes in Fact.

            

Hope You Enjoyed Tonights Double Dose of Movie Insanity. Goodnight and Sleep Tight.

Thanks for Viewing,

Presented By Les Sober

Textpocalypse

More middle of the night synaptic storms rolling through the maze like minds of SpaceDog and Myself. Here is the abominable textversation that took place while the rest of the World Slept.

Enjoy.

(If you Read Further You May Have to EAT your own ASS to Survive.)

SpcaeDog: I wanted to ask you about sports bets but im clearly not being too persistent since you dont like sports

Les: Hey let me hit you up in a few. At post office trying to get my passassport updated and shit. Taking waaaaay too long in my opinion. I find Sports betting very interesting.

SpaceDog: Look at u ihop hooker I will be ur bookie lmfao

+SpaceDog texts me a picture on images.google of a Tennis Player who ass he is a fan of, and was wondering if I or my Wife had 2 cents to add. I said if I had an ass like that I’d be better at soccer. My Wife is not an “Ass Person” we were informed.+

+I sent back a Screen Shot I took of Twitter’s fucking Template Warning that my account had been locked, and because I “exhibited unusual behavior that violates Twitter Rules……”+

+I then sent a picture of Alex “Asshole” Jones because while all other social media platforms (i.e. FaceBook, Apple etc) banned Alex and his bullshit Infowhores Show (for promoting hate, encouraging violence, promoting fake news, spreading conspiracies like Sandy Hook was a Hoax and the Kids weren’t victim’s they were paid child actors) Twitter refused at that point to Ban Jones.

Ironically since then Twitter has banned Jones from Twitter and Periscope which it owns, ONLY AFTER ALEX HARASSED THE HOLY LOVING SHIT out of  Twitter’s CEO Jack Dorsey outside of the Senate Hearing  proceedings screaming shit like the mental patient he is about whatever bullshit was on his deranged mind.+

Fuck Alex “The Asshole Jerk Off” Jones, BACK TO THE MAFUCKIN TWEETS!

SpaceDog: Here’s a song for you! My My My! by Troyne Sivian. (SD then texted a Spotify Link to the song) Mac Miller died omg

Les: So did Burt Reynolds any relation to Ryan?! Who’s Mac Miller? Charging Landline, cell is cutting in and out like a bitch.

SpaceDog: Mac Miller omg lol there was gonna be a link but yolo lol

Les: I have all of his albums downloaded on my Spotify Account. 26.

SpaceDog: Yo i need to ask u who just drove me around here lol

Les: Yo Shorty yo knows who dat

SpaceDog: U knows my piece

Les: I been break dancing old school 80’s as a tribute to Mac Miller

SpaceDog: U know it might not be that bad. you were the best i ever had

Les: The Wallflowers yeah?

SpaceDog: Lmfao good man

Les: JACOB “SPERM OF BOB” DILLIAN (Dylan?) Whatever.

SPaceDog: Sperm of the last rock n roll mouth that had a good cock come out. Call job away.

+SpaceDog then texts me a picture of Frosty The Snowman sitting on a couch watching porn, and jerking off. It said “Dreaming of a White Christmas”+

+I then texted SpaceDog This: +

SpaceDog: Sry I hit wrong hate.

+I responded by sending SpaceDog a GIF of an Old Pissed Off Cartoon Man, Naked, Partially Flying-Partially Humping his way through Space with a Pop Tart covering his Junk and a Rainbow Shooting Continuously Shooting out of his ass.+

(NOTE TO READER: Earlier on in the evening during a phone call with SpaceDog I had mentioned some weird shit about when I turn 80 I’m going to automatically Gay.)

Les: Me at 80 and Gay as FUCK.

SpaceDog: Lol holy shit shit

Les: I had to buy this shit called Itchibon Ball Baum cuz I was shitting in the Woods, and my Ball Bag rubbed up against some poison Oak. Greeeeaaaaseeeeyyyy.

SpaceDog: Xid rt y. Urdy. Dirty Birdy lol.  Id love to write an f-yourblog about racial bullshit but idc because he white and been dead to me for 10 yeses.

Les: So fucking what about it? I’m confused as fuck currently. When I was shitting in the Woods a Group of Ticks crawled up my Ass Crack and started feeding by locking onto my Asshole. I had to floss my ass with a Pet Anti-Flea and Tick Collar.

SpaceDog: Ihj my my my

Less: Like a fucking Pesticide G String or some fucked up shit like that!

SpaceDog: Here’s a song for you…My My My! by Troye Sivan (SpaceDog texts me the Spotify link again)

Les: Got Chemical Burns on my goddamn butthole.

SpaceDog: Whyis tour. Utthile top 10 (SpaceDOg then texts a screen shot from Spotify’s screen for Sivan’s My My My)

Les: Sexy Shit. Gave me a boner, I’m gay now.

SpaceDog: oh babe sned me a forever stiff latex cocks its what us lesbos have. Lol huh?

Les: So Good, FO SHO FO SHO

SpaceDog: Oh have the gay i will have the cock

Les: FUCKING SPORTS! GO GAMECOCKS or just GO COCKS!

SpaceDog: The only games you Sout Cacalacy  know are the ones your cock play with ur anus. Go Auburn. ok danny boy haha

Les: Why are Chaos Magicians Such Assholes? Goddamn Google has an entry that fucking literally says that shit. WTF now Internet WTF NOW?!

+I then texted SpaceDog a Picture of a close up of some Woman lifting her skirt with a smiling Justin Beiber face covering her Vagina that reads “Justin Beaver+

SpaceDog: The only woman that hate u sing so lets swim into the show of ivy and let our rel3vquce ring.

Les: Justin Bieber bangs Bovines dirty Cow Fucker

SpaceDog: Thats it my boy thats it my friend we sing this song to ivy she falls to her end.

Les: S-A-V-A-G-E …Ivy what?!

SpaceDog: I tried to call with these words to see if your ivied face had been preserved but you werent my lover not my friend she’d killed you lil your dead heart bled.

Les: Rad

SpaceDog:Oh the south she bleeds icy gets at her kneeeeeees

Les: LmMfao!

SpaceDog: Song just crazy. Raised by far and praise by 5A breeze by 5555555 a brace by for a for Raid 5 hey Girl. Sorry our butter and our jam is getting confused i just my putang tout u in the rouse.

Hey u want a q better choice. Bye. I hope u like your life lol wherever he stands our truth is ib my text. Mohammed my friend my bot and jbow jt eas a girl…vack in Bethlehem bye love.

Les: I’m so using this shit as a blog post coming up soon for fucking sure. Abortions all Around. Muhammad is a Bot LMFBO! CLASSIC!

SpaceDog: Its a sham

Les: Sham Wow?

SpaceDog: Shaw wow cocaine teenage dream. Brooklynn bo ram Botox baby boom boomer. No seems….

#This is the point in the textversation where I think its safe to assume our Dear Friend and My Partner in Crime more than likely passed out.

My brain was still on fire so I just continued on.

Les:Sham Wow Hookers AND Cocaine Baby! The Ball Baum came in contact with the Chemical Burns on my butthole ant it spontaneously Combusted, and now I have 3rd degree burns on my asshole.

Ancient Chinese Proverb: Man who sleeps with itchy ass wakes up with stinky finger.

A round of Finger Fucking for All. Can you fuck a Prolapsed asshole because that shit should be a fucking porn fetish/YouPorn Category. WTF is up with this Docking shit anyways?!

I was wiping my ass and my finger broke through the toilet paper and the tip of my finger grazed my asshole, does that make me gay?!

If your gay and horny and there only women around why not just fuck one in the ass?!

Is Necro Cannibalism better or worse than Necrophilia?! For NEcrophiliacs are Zombies a Deal Breaker?! Just when it comes to NEcrophiliacs the Deader the Better right. Zombie Babies don’t want to suckle your teat they want to EAT IT.

Giving Birth is like the fucking movie “Aliens” a small, bloody, slime covered living creature tears out of your genitals screaming like a son of a bitch. But worse because of the whole genitals over stomach shit.

If I’m Self Employed can I sue myself for Sexual Harassment?! What if you got a restraining order against yourself, I mean how would that shit work exactly I ask you?!

AT this point I was running on intoxicated fumes and quite texting in favor of Smoking Weed and then Sleep.

Brought to You By,

Les Sober & SpaceDog 

Catalog Of Humanity (The Vile Version)

The once grand city fell into the continuing chaos of decades of decay,

The businesses and those with money have abandoned this sickening city,

The whores loitering outside of the local liquor store looking for love,

The strung out narcotic zombie working the corner cleaning windshields to feed his abominable addiction,

The open festering sores that line the limbs of the homeless,

The panhandler suffering through withdraw from drink or drug fidgeting in the door way of a flea bag motel,

The flop house littered with junkies cooking up and shooting up nodding their nightmares away,

The constant flickering of lighters from the derelict row home windows reminiscent of fire flies as the crack pipes burn on,

The entire city is a cess pool engulfed in the putrid stench of a sewer,

The crooked cops riding around in the streets high on their own brutality like Nazis scumbag sons of bitches,

The dirty little convince stores selling single cigarettes and lottery scratchers to the soulless and the suffering,

The dim florescent glow from dive bars windows beckoning the bums inside for a glass of piss poor beer,

The screaming machinery bellowing like a banshee from the chop shops,

The junkyard dogs chained up in yards of dirt, clumps of weeds, and piles of its own shit,

The pimps perched like perverted gargoyles waiting to be paid by their beaten and broken bitches,

The asshole teenagers from the suburbs driving into the city to prey on the unfortunate,

The drug dealers posting up on the street corners peddling potent poisons,

The gangs who wage an endless war of horror over disputed territories,

The bouncer ejecting a greasy client from the shadows of a back room illegal casino,

The overlapping layers of spray paint so thick one can’t tell the walls original color,

The plagues of rats and roaches devouring the city turning it into shit,

The cold gray fermentable walls of the State Prison looming large casting its silhouette across the southern side of the city,

The now defunct factories slowly rotting away in the winds of time,

The dead Vietnam vet who overdosed in his cardboard condo decomposing as his body waits to be found,

The piles of foul garbage that choke up the entrances to allies,

The deep brown tap water thats murky like mud,

The squatters that inhabit the vast city cemetery emerge under the dark cloak of the encroaching night to forage for food,

The front stairs of the court house teems with lawyers and defendants debating their legal fates,

The Public assistance offices are over crowded and under staffed as the government gives up on the poor,

The sea of condoms that surround the dumpster out back of the check cashing store where hookers trade in dick for dollars,

The methhead on a 4 day bender thats furiously fucking a dead pigeon in the desolate park,

The the old deranged mentally ill man who wonders the streets arguing with himself and losing,

The inhabitants of tent city sit around their make shift fires roasting their catch of stray cats for diner,

The bankrupt arena the city built without proper parking at the corner of Rape and Heroin,

The drunken man beating his kids since he wore out his wife before his tv diner,

The dead and the dying wallowing in squalor and their lost faith,

The cries of an unwanted baby unceremoniously deposited in a garbage dumpster by a terrified teenage mother,

The distinct crunch of empty crack files mixed with broken beer bottles under ones feet as they walk down the street,

The nightly fist fights that break out in the city’s central soup kitchen,

The crumbling churches now just idle monuments to a bygone god,

And this city of shit could be any city, all cities dying from industrial death,

And forgotten by history and humanity alike.