Grandma With A Gun Vs. Smother Art
Two beautiful things
This entry is brought to you courtesy of our month-long homage to Women’s History Month, “The Female Power Project.”
For what ever reason, the management felt compelled to hold me captive for days and repeatedly shoot me in the face with a tranquilizer gun. It’s not like I was running or anything, I just laid on the couch in a small room in the basement of the studio. They left me down there with nothing to eat but a mini fridge full of melted frogurt packs and litter bottles of Sunkist. Not that I was even hungry in that state. I just sat there for weeks drooling on myself and every so often someone would come back in and shoot me in the face with another drugged dart. Once I came out of my stupor and Mr. Black was beating me with a giant dildo. I mean, what the fuck? They seem to have gotten bored with it. Today I woke up, un-drugged and came back up stairs.
I digress. It would appears I’ve been down there for a month and almost missed the Female Pussy Project altogether. But I’m no slouch in the brain thinking department and I wanted this last entry to really exemplify the theme. So I’m posting the two things that come to mind when I think of Female Power.
Grandmas with Guns and Smothering Fetish.
Both of theses things scare the shit out of me, and they should scare the shit out of you too. I don’t know who the artist is for the smothering art, because I’m too drunk and I forgot to note it. I am sorry. I am sorry creepy asian guy who drew these pictures, I am sorry Mr. Black who will hit me again with a dildo. Please do not send any crazy gun toting old ladies to shoot me in the face.