Our mission

Are you that special person who - weary from trudging the endless superhighways - just longs to camp next to a glorious oasis of the mind? Do you desire to explore new frontiers, splash in shared ideas, fill your belly with the refreshing fruits of inspiration, and bask in the gentle rays of fond reflection?

Well, you can fuck right off. This, my friends, is not that place. This place is... The ShadowLands.

Monday, February 2, 2009

Integration achieved

Like sub-Saharan sands through the hourglass, so are the days of our lives...

(NB This forum post was not the work of MM, and there is enough Sudanese included to make me think it may be genuine.)

1 comment:

Boy on a bike said...

That post implies a liking for short, dumpy, pale english chicks with thighs like blancmange.

God moves in mysterious ways.....

"suagies" - "that fat english slag has toes like a bushel of suagies".