The Passenger

one cook to rule them all


the hateful dish bin inspires madness and sorrow in the roughest of men


"i’m telling you, my penis can grow to this size and no larger. fact."


krispy kreme makes me krispy kreme in me krispy jeans. arrr


the arts-and-crap store: suitable mostly for lonely old ladies bent on scrapbooking the pain away


night falls outside borders. in our future lay vehicles honking wildly and loose women commenting from fast cars on our sexiness