Showing posts with label S Clay Wilson. Show all posts
Showing posts with label S Clay Wilson. Show all posts
Sunday, 30 December 2012
"Civilsation Just Can't Cope With Too Much Fuckin' Peace"...l
How's that for a catchy motto for 2013?
Possibly, the last drawing of 2012 from Filthy Moods, and another self-indulgent dollop of hokum from the "folks" who also brought you Martian Love Machine, Uncle Shit-Beetle and Wanking Jesus... Who says we ain't got standards?
Maybe it's just a "phase" I'm going through. Who knows?
Thank you for dropping by.
Please deposit your apple cores in the waste basket by the exit and call again soon...
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Saturday, 22 December 2012
'Tis the Season to Be Jolly...
And it's probably the Season to get away with puns that I should be ashamed of the rest of the year.
This was going to be the Filthy Moods Christmas card...
This was going to be the Filthy Moods Christmas card...
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