Last updated: 7 hours ago
Very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink, he would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Some times he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy, the sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical, summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds, pretty standard really. At the age of 12 I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen, a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my genitals. There really is nothing like a shorn pudenda, it's breathtaking, I suggest you try it.
@hallucinogeniusmusic
@hallucinogeniusmusic
Monthly Listeners
6,285
Monthly Listeners History
Track the evolution of monthly listeners over the last 28 days.
Followers
4,507
Followers History
Track the evolution of followers over the last 28 days.
Top Cities
180 listeners
121 listeners
114 listeners
99 listeners
77 listeners
