What living my weevil?

By fumigation my indigos. I go by the bar of Bo and I'm in company to juggle my stage visions of Amber - who us ponds in the John treat with a severe trippy howl. Like my rabbit Mo acts the elephant when she is out of the mousetrap. Me? I can dispense the suspense now. Just can't handle the aromatic essence. Can any rabbit though?

Now for the recollect: I was creaming the trophies when I first withered that stampede. My other rabbit Ko was all

"Trip that call rabbit! What in deliverance?"

We were all marginalised at the thought. Ko spent the backwards consumption at her appearance, her (though my rabbits, could that be trialised?) mouth was beaming with kittens. The entire dam was bursting within, she winced away but we were pogged for months. Wo still will not spit the catter with his rabbits.

That regency was the not the final for Amber. My job will be to unfold to you jacks and weevils the dossier of Amber.

Until the next low show, jazz me a bite.

Assassinate Amber Day!

April 13 is Assassinate Amber Day. We ask that everyone grab the biggest, baddest gun they can find and try to kill this monster.

Afterwards we'll have cake.

Of course, remember that every day is an appropiate moment to kill Amber, if you have the chance to blow her head off. Then go nuts. For the love of everything chocolate. Please.

Amber Had Nothing To Do With That

I'm sure you're all expecting us to be all "Hey! All your previous assumptions about the death of Jesus are wrong! Amber did it!"

But no, that is not the case. We have pretty good evidence that Amber was in fact in Africa at the time sowing the seeds for the economic underdevelopment that they will experience over the next 2000 odd years.

Amber did however eat Jesus when he returned to do the whole fulfil prophecy thing that he promised he'll do.

New Writings Emerge From Nostradamus

Some people in France have uncovered some additional quatrains of The Prophecies that just go even further to prove how much of a seer this great man was.

His most alarming prediction is that of Amber. A great shame that we couldn't uncover these writings earlier so we could prevent her existence before it was too late.

He wrote:

Upon the year 1986
A creature so vile and disgusting shall be born
The earth will slowly start to die when she arrives
Her name shall be Amber

Oddly for old Nosty (we're on a nickname basis now!), the prediction is oddly specific unlike his other ones which are all vague and bullshit. Plus it doesn't rhyme, and it's not very well written. Still we shall treat everything he writes with great fear. He knows.