Author: Scissors

It’s over.  My entire life as I know it is completely and utterly over. Everything I’d worked hard to achieve just flushed down the toilet like a steaming pile of you-know-what. My VHS Championship reign? Over.  One hundred and seventy four days and

I bet it was lovely sitting atop that wall, wasn’t it Narcy? I could just imagine the sights you saw on your ivory wall, above everything and all. That wall, whether you liked it or not, was a place of privilege. Your

He’s back, he’s back, oh how exciting. I finally have a friend to play with. And my best friend, he’s not quite as quirky as he used to be. See, my best friend is a Doctor. He’s a big bad Doctor of

What kind of teeth do you have, little fishy? That mythological creature you compare yourself to has many. Nurse and angel sharks have dense flattened teeth. They use these to crush their prey when scouring the ocean floor. The Devonian had needle-like teeth.

Flashing images of young children singing and swinging around in a circle adorn a fog filled screen. Scissors voice narrates. “Ring around the rosie, a pocket full of posies. Ashes! Ashes! We all fall down!” “It all starts with a rosy rash, they

You’re bleeding everywhere, little buddy. You’ve got a little red on you.  I think it’s safe to say we’ve got a gusher, folks. Digging back into the memory of old Felix the Puppet here and I can see you’ve been bleeding for a

Paper. It’s a funny old thing isn’t it? People go into The Groves and give trees a good wallop, taking plants and whatever else in the process. Thanks to the smashing up of trees and plants, they get themselves some fibres, mix

“Please

“We all love a good feast, don’t we?” “But no meal is edible without the right ingredients.” “First, we start with the fresh meat. Luther Grim looks like a tasty morsel, does he not? I could feast upon his misery for hours.