The Convention

There is an electric energy in the air. People joke and laugh as they meet up with old friends, snap group photos, and explore the area. Over a hundred artists transform two vast rooms into a temporary marketplace where visitors can purchase wares...

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Ode to my Udder

I called a witch a cow the other day Between my legs a swollen udder grew I should be much more careful what I say A simple task now that I only moo I'm happy that she made my hips more wide But sad I cant use pants or underwear And now it sways...

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Witch Switch

I plopped a cat's whisker into the brew and couldn't help but cackle at my plot A single drop into her drink would do A rival would become my new mascot She'd look surprised and recognize the taste She'd know it then and yet she'd know too...

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YEEN! QUEEN! (Tame Version)

YEEN! QUEEN! By: Xerox2 The rest of the band filed off the stage, leaving Ashton standing alone. He pressed the microphone to his lips, raised a triumphant, leather-clad fist, and roared: "We! Are! Jarl Slayer!" A few tables in the back...

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