RIP, Sleazy.
The perfect song for Thanksgiving.
No, I’m not fucking with you. This is a great example of the stuff you can find on shortwave radio if you know where to look. Sadly, I never heard this live on air, but this is a pretty accurate reproduction of the sounds inside my head when I’m trying to sleep at night.
The Japanese call it “yuri” but I call it beautiful and sweet. Somehow this image doesn’t seem like smut at all, yet totally hot.
This is foreshadowing. Expect to see a lot of cartoons in December. That is all, for now.