The Mezunian

“IN THE BELLY OF THE ANIMAL WHOSE DEMEANOR I DON’T QUITE ENJOY”, or “BOSK-FL5761-BELLY”, as it is abbreviated, is the seventh story of Boskeopolis Stories’s sixth season, and the 94th story overall, written by millenial Jupiterian crustacean J. J. W. Mezun. Autumn and Edgar are eaten by the white supremacist whale while searching Orange Ocean […]

They say it's better to stay inside when sick... That's why I'm always inside... カフカフカフ・・・・・・・・・・・・・

I thought I’d ’scaped politics till next November, but looking up vital information on Lederhosen Luigi in some new Mario Kart thing I otherwise don’t care ’bout caused me to stumble on this juicy bit o’ conservative news that the liberal lame-pee media won’t tell you: “Conservatives decry media coverage of Biden playing Mario Kart […]

Sunny day ~ wearing spring mask midwinter.

Accompanying music: Your browser does not support the audio element. Postyearend ~ in the waking rain snow lefto’ers.

Here I was: I found myself standing before the mouth o’ Osequus Cave, where legends say roams the great prophet, J. J. W. Mezun, who is said to have 1st discovered the obscure tales o’ Autumn Springer, the great thief o’ Boskeopoleon folklore. Tho I knew this was a prophet, like many, perennially drunk on […]

That’s right: we’re going to celebrate Marxmas Eve by shitting on ’nother new Nintendo game. ’Tis the season. Whene’er anyone discusses this game, they always compare it to Super Mario Party, with mainstream critics finding Superstars to be trite & backward compared to Super Mario Party, which they apparently like now, proving to the world […]

Sarangerel Oktaybr crept thru halls as dark as a black hole, all light sucked out. She fretted ’bout many things, from running into a monster or e’en just a spider or losing her best friend Natmar Černý, who she ’course couldn’t see, or e’en just bumping into her & annoying her. She was relieved when […]

I guess Democrats failed ’gain this year, I think. That’s what all the progressives whining all o’er Reddit seem to imply. All I know for sure is that some WASP-ass right-wing honkey beat some moderately liberal honkey in Virginia. I guess this is s’posed to be surprising, since apparently this hick town is solid blue. […]

TEASER * * * INT. SMOGGY SMELTER WALKWAY It’s hard to see anything thru the thick curtain o’ mustard-colored smog rising from below the screen, mixed with the low light. CLOSE UP to the faint view o’ a handrail, where a lobster claw slides past view, followed by a white-gloved hand, & then a row […]