These posts are related to stuff monsters like. Imagine that….
“Tell the camera a little something about yourself.” “About me? Well, I’m really excited about visiting Muffy St. John’s house on the island. We only met this term, but I already think we’ll be lifelong friends! I’m a gentle soul, with definitely no homicidal intentions. This should be a nice,…
We’re monsters. We terrorize. That’s our thing. If we had time to go to school to learn electrical engineering, we’d probably be pulling down six figures a year right now rather than frightening baby sitters for our jollies.
You sound awfully sure of yourself. But just how sure are you? Really? Wanna bet your soul on that?
On most days, the function of a truck’s emergency brake is to prevent an emergency from happening. But then there are those days when you’re out replacing window panes in an unfamiliar part of town, and the brake of the truck that you’ve parked in a tight alleyway just happens…
Grab your guitar. Grab your weed. Grab your girlfriend. Her bikini is optional, of course. You’ve just been invited to the coolest beach party of the summer. You can’t miss it. Everyone will be there. But in Monster Land, we don’t call them “beach parties.” We call them buffet lines.
You know how your friends always stand around beneath the stars saying things like, “I think that’s a full moon”? “No. It’s not. It’s almost a full moon.” “The full moon is tomorrow, I think.” “I think I saw today on the internet that tonight was the full moon.” Well,…
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