“Hate is the fuer-gurgen that fills the heart with steel.” – Dr. Freckles
Hate is the hag-meister that churns the yeti soul and burns the bride of the world …
Hate is the GUSTO SAUCE of total understanding where sticky blood glows and the nigh bows to sin …
Hate is the bowel bride, no longer seeking after that lost knightly frost lord, but wanting the swamp giddies and the long eyed gendiz-men …