Retired?

Ha!

Fuck no.

Just been busy, my dear readers.

It seems there's a thing that's decided to intrude upon my life recently.

...And I don't even almost mind.

Sometimes, you grab life by balls and bend it to your will, and sometimes, a thing comes by, grabs you by yours, and bends you to its.

Back in a mo... Pink Floyd is on...

Back.

And what a great sentiment...

How indeed can you have any pudding if you don't eat your meat?

I've eaten plenty of meat. I'm due some Fucking pudding.

Oh, look at that!

Pudding!

Fuckin a!

Those of you who know the Shaggy Christ will be glad to know he's back. Those of you who don't will be glad to meet him.

I'm just glad to finally wake up.

Thanks, nameless thing.

Thank you for straddling my chest and prying my eyes open, because I motherfucking love what I see before me.

And you.

Yeah, you, reading this...

Don't make me say it.

You know what I'm saying god fucking damn it!

Look inside yourself. Find the truth, and tell everyone who's willing to listen.

Shout it from the rooftop.

One life.

No mulligans.