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The Cynic's Scythe: Really Ripped Abs
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Friday, May 18, 2007. And I thought AXE ads were aimed at the untouched crotches of horny teens around the world, but this. Definitely takes the cake, the candles and the scantily clad bunny-chick crouched inside. Consumerism at its finest. A certain someone said I "smelled lovely" in it. And no, they weren't male and/or hirsutely challenged. On the downside, the same company makes "Fresh Guy" too. Hmmm, there must. To be hit with hard objects. Very Hard. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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The Cynic's Scythe: February 2007
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Monday, February 26, 2007. Friday, February 02, 2007. Was going through my hard drive and I found an old article of mine, written at a time less pretty than usual. It's still incomplete, nor is there any intention of finishing it. A masochistic trip down memory lane. Enjoy. A call for the overhaul of modern romantic worldview. 8216;Love’. Probably one of the most undefined concepts in the English language, and yet so overused by Hallmark cards and. What do you look for in one? What is the meaning of love?
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The Cynic's Scythe: May 2007
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Friday, May 18, 2007. And I thought AXE ads were aimed at the untouched crotches of horny teens around the world, but this. Definitely takes the cake, the candles and the scantily clad bunny-chick crouched inside. Consumerism at its finest. Where are you from? In the endless line of insightful replies, quick-witted retorts and ingenious comebacks, this. To lead a fulfilling life, but its like having a favorite stuffed toy. You dont need. In order to explain why, exactly, I feel the way I do, we need to d...
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The Cynic's Scythe: July 2007
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Saturday, July 07, 2007. In a recent interview with the Nubile Virgins Society:. You're the high brow intellectual big-word using writer that no one understands. The sky is blue,. Toilet paper is meant for doo doo,. I like beef stoo. You elitist big-wigs. I fart in your general direction. NB: I have recently been informed by the aforementioned society that this is, in fact, a Haiku and not Pentameter as the title suggests. Guess what. I still. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Banished defender of the faith.
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The Cynic's Scythe: Sexual Chocolate
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Saturday, September 01, 2007. If we were just mixed in the same vat at the chocolate factory. Who knows what all would have happened behind the aluminum foil. Just the two of us. Innocent little milky bars. In the dark and dank box. All alone and yet we have each other. And one with nuts. One day, daylight will crack through our cardboard prison,. Our tin foil heaven. And we will be parted. Our emancipator and executioner will be allergic to my peanuty essence. And i will be 'spared'. All i feel is black.
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The Cynic's Scythe: November 2006
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Saturday, November 25, 2006. Gimli is not a dwarf, he's a little person.". In a surgically sterile world of euphemisms and political correctness, the people have grown content in their barcalounger. S, seated on denial of the substandard. Unpleasantness has no place in a room filled with politician-smiles and corset-clad women. Labels: Rants of the Scythe. Friday, November 17, 2006. Without prejudice, without malice; the reaper strikes. As wrong. Now all live in fear of the Cynic's Scythe. Susurration of...
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The Cynic's Scythe: Status Quo
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Tuesday, November 27, 2007. There are options. There are always options. But none that I would be proud to take. Not that the ones I have done have served me any better. I was not ready. I still am not. Give me back the last 5 years. But it is not yours to give, nor am I worthy of receiving it again. Jack of all, master of none. Unharnessable potential. Ignorance, inertia, procrastination. Useless. What will save me? What will take me away? For now I have my alcohol, cigarettes and denial. In a word, bul...
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The Cynic's Scythe: Sexual Sprocket
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Tuesday, September 25, 2007. Let me open you up and slip inside. Let me caress every curve, the soft bits.and the hard. Let me turn you on; make you quiver. Let me take you around the world overnight. Sometimes slow and soft; sometimes hard and fast. Until you're falling apart; then I'll take you home. Let me put you under the sheets, let me tuck you in. Let me, let me, let me, let me.let me drive you tonight. My lumbering, purple Chevy Impala. You're getting hornier by the day, little Benji boy.
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The Cynic's Scythe: Tumbleweed
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Friday, May 18, 2007. Where are you from? In the endless line of insightful replies, quick-witted retorts and ingenious comebacks, this. Is the one question I never knew how to answer. And yet its usually the second question anyone ever asks me. Of course, I respond. A few mumbled words, usually selected to either allay any further questions on the subject, or to form as much rapport as possible with my interrogator. Chennai, Kerala, Trivandrum, Saudi Arabia and, on occasion, Scotland. In order to explai...