They will delight you.
They will inform you.
They will freak your mind the fuck out.

If you can imagine "Weird" Al Yankovic crossed with Redd Foxx in his blue-humor phase, you're still not quite grokking the totality of what the musical nasty-factory of Blowfly is and does.

No, not so we can, like, eat him or anything.
Not a literal roast, gah, don't be disgusting.

These dwindling dog days of summer can be a drag, but there are still plenty of opportunities for some summer fun. And who says it has to end?

It's almost that time of year again folks. You know, that time when you slip into some booty shorts or your best leather, douse yourself in glitter, and hang out with the wonderful double rainbow that is your community. If you haven't caught on, we are talking about Austin PRIDE, and it's closer than you think.

Ben H. Winters, you're killing me.

By the Flames of the Faltine!
What the everlovin' non-canon hell is this?

Thanks to medical marijuana, to be specific.
At least in part.

Seth White shapes metal with a torch.