Month: October 2018 (Page 1 of 7)

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dairyboy, 24
Very kinky boy. Like to be handled, inspected, treated like a dairy product, processed, packaged by uniformed men in creative settings, especially factories and plants. Embarrassing predicaments that lead to messy immobility, encasement…

Fave scene: dairy room, sterile factory equipment
Fave textures: plastic wrap, cheese, cream
Fave uniforms: all white, gloves

Weakness for bald men, older men, smelly men…

Doctor’s said I got 80 years to live so I plan on living to the fullest (easier said then done)

 

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Longpigletuk, 24
Longpiglet for dinner.
Fattened and cooked.
Feet removed.

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Longpigletuk (Owner) – Oct 17, 2018
I have been forced to delete my profile several times only to find the Master who told me to do so was incompatible, full of shit, or not as advertised. Do not tell me to do that as I will not comply with your request.

MyDigitalEscape – Sept 28, 2018
I’m in the middle of my bi annual gay sex pig app spiral and I saw your profile and thought I’d try something new.

Longpigletuk (Owner) – Sept 13, 2018
I am not the one shown in the photos. But I got an ass like that one.

 

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Piñata, 18
Hi, i thought i was straight until i was bullied a while ago in front of people since then i just cant get it out of my head and want it to go further. it scares me so much but i know i need it. Not done anything yet but the wilder and more humiliating and more public is most likely to get my attention. but then i promise ill let everyone who wants to whatever they want because really i dont know what i want yet.

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Piñata (Owner) – Oct 11, 2018
Need help i had my first anal sex 15 days back and since then it is paining everyday, please help me which medicine i should take. Should i consult doctor or will this pain go natural. i am really worried.

 

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ImARuin, 20
Life is disgusting.
Just vomit on it. ??

I’m here looking for evil friends.

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EVIL FRIENDS, ALONE!

With benefits, jk ??

Feel free to tell me how much you want to snuff me ?, i’ve got so many free time to reply every single piece of shit here.

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ImARuin (Owner) – Oct 22, 2018
Well bully for you.

Bdsmpark – Oct 22, 2018
I am horney to see you castrated and tortured and hung.

 

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GapYearSlave, 24
Owned boy slave. Straight identified. I, its Mistress, want it used and abused into a sex doll without any redundant parts. All offers considered, preference goes to the more forceful, perverse, extreme men.

She/I do not want it to be used softly, She/I do not want it hugged and kissed and cared for, She/I do not want it to top or to cum. She/I is looking for men who would enjoy turning it into a worthless piece of sex shit.

There are multiple useful body modifications possible: amputation (of anything, everything), teeth removal, tongue split or removed, eyeballs removed, penis and balls removed and surgically turned into a vagina, …

Correspondence with its Lady. Some correspondence with it may be requested in future. She also demands photo or video proof. The materials will be distributed publicly.

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padresgm – Aug 16, 2018
He’s hot but a bit stupid

 

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Wringmyneck, 19
I have had experience with extreme breath play but only with a crazy brutalising ex.
So we can start there. Yes.

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Throttler – Oct 27, 2018
??‍♂️

 

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sleepers, 18
……. the boys are sentenced to between 6 and 18 months imprisonment at the Wilkinson home for juvenile offenders

At Wilkinson Home, the imprisoned boys are systematically humiliated, beaten, tortured and raped by four sadistic guards

really cool….

 

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Forever_Yours, 22
So I’m a willing victim for enterprising takers into feminization, long term incarceration, isolation, brainwashing and torment of all types.

I have multiple personalities and I’m trying to move on from terrible things in past and some that are still on me. So, am I here for an escape? Mmh, I don’t know. May be.

I am wishy washy.

I’m also the lead singer of two bands with over 50 songs online and over 1000 fans.

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badmuthafuka – Oct 20, 2018
Want the following from you (in this order)
Bondage
Choking
Non-consensual sex of every type known to man
Mind-fucking
Things you have yet to know about ?

SluttyDamien – Oct 18, 2018
I would like the honor of blowing your back out.

Negativum – Oct 17, 2018
to strap you, tie you up so you can’t move a single muscle, blindfold you, gag you with headphones on with music blasting full volume then throw you in the wardrobe with the door locked.

 

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XxSad_and_ConfusedxX, 20
just your average 20 year old useless piece of shit accidentally good looking and working a bullshit job not saving money and spending it on smokes and beer. Slowly waiting to put a gun to my head and pull the tigger. Still living with my parents. Whats the point of living on anymore? I was a kid then a teen then an adult for a technically 2 years. Life is over. Why am I waiting. What am I waiting for?

Update–About my last relationship My ex boyfriend was the best man have ever meat when i herd that my ex was dead i faited and i was rushed to the hospital that was so painful i tryd to forget about it and start a new life but it was hopeless and i want to join him.

Update 2–I just need oxytocin… shits fucking me up mentally destroying myself and shit… I smoke hella kush too so if you dont fuck with that or smoke cigs then get tf on cuz I dot fuck wiht tobacco and the kush is why I’ve been able to make it this long.. I’m doing wha tI can to make shit work and I have a lot of potential for some shit I just havent had many opportunities to do something with that… I’m not too much, I just need controlling so I can stop having the chemichal bullshit fuck up my mindset like it does. Lacking oxytocin is a type of hell…

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OrgasmDonor – Oct 19, 2018
Is it just me or does it seem like the slave quarters of this website have turned into a mental ward recently?

 

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MoroseMorrison, 23
exhaust gas, suv, motorcycle, truck, runover, crush, one time, end

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Tfkiller88 – Oct 12, 2018
Not in to dead people

Anonymous – Sept 20, 2018
this one’s done

MoroseMorrison (Owner) – Jun 22, 2018
no exchange nude material. no part of this cyber meat market

 

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YoungCrazyBoys, 19
Human disasters in a double package.
Justin_PainKiller666 19 years old, nerd-emo and 1.80 tall.
Toni 19 years old, white trash blond and 1.78 tall.
Best friends since the ages of 8 years old.
We have given this a lot of thought and we really want to disappear TOGETHER into permanent slavery, hell, living in total sensory deprivation and isolation, losing all senses and needs of urgency. ASAP.

Because we have two different looks and might not both be someone’s type, we are just saying: why do you think plastic bag is used for? Not only groceries…

If our wish to disappear is too far fetched, our second wish would be for policemen, REAL POLICEMEN, to break down our door, beat us, rape us, whatever, and plant evidence of a crime we committed that gets us sentenced to life without parole FOR REAL in a maximum security prison.

Any questions?

“I am true to my word and I will prove it however necessary,” Toni.
“Emopower 4ever,” Justin_PainKiller666.

 

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RosebudJuan, 20
Please fist me and help me prolapse!
Available in English, Spanish and French (kinda).

 

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SmallSluttySlave, 18
I’m only into older men, but then again, everyone in here is older then me, if you catch my drift.

I am 15 years old I hope you will ignore any moral qualms about my age because I have some excellent ideas.

(I am also introverted and nuts.)

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Anonymous – Oct 9, 2018
He struggles taking cock deep throat because he gags and chokes easily so restraints will be required to stop him resisting and he doesn’t like the taste of cum and vomits when he tastes it so he needs breaking from those 2 problems.

SmallSluttySlave (Owner) – Oct 3, 2018
Dude I am 15 years old, just look at me, and so bored so I’ll think about it.

MMMMM – Oct 3, 2018
I want you to be my slave, sub, sissy, bitch, slavedoll, sex toy, servant, service maid, property, decorative object, whipping boy, pig, boy and escort.
If your into being at least three of these then let’s get talking.

 

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VietnameseZero, 20
White men is god to me ?
I am dim upstairs ?
(for information: boy is not yet castrated)

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oldwolf – Sept 15, 2018
It took some force because I’m chinese not not white but I’ve got him roped, strapped, bound, cuffed, sacked up, hooded, gagged, muzzled, ear plugged, blasted with white noise, have him right where I want him.

 

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Dark_Demon, 20
Am the Demon, am 20 years old and come from Osthofen.

I’m an open book that would be banned or burned if I was a real book. I await someone to pick me up and read what I have to offer, but I promise neither a happy ending or tranquil daydreams. However, unlike a book, I live in more than just your mind. I breathe, I eat, I sleep. I play games, dark and evil games: both the virtual and mental kind. Whether you wish to play is up to you.

And to all who think I’m a Faker: You can write to me, tell me the words you want to hear coming from my mouth, I’ll take a picture of me, print it out, write what you wrote on the picture in my own handwriting and the date time, scan the picture and then send it to you.

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Dark_Demon (Owner) – Oct 12, 2018
I’ll neither deny or confirm your assertions but I will say if I want to compartmentalise that’s my right.

Dirty_blonde – Oct 12, 2018
ANSWERS
In my case because 1) I know you from your grindr account where you have dozens of shots of your ass from every angle, spread, yni. 2) I know guys who’ve hooked up with you and that’s your M.O. 3) you have escort profiles under the name demon4$$$ on three sites that I know of.

Dark_Demon (Owner) – Oct 12, 2018
QUESTIONS:
Why do so many of you tell me you want to fuck my ass when you haven’t even seen it and send me pix of your cocks that you say are erect because of the idea of fucking something that is still hiding in the clouds?
Why do all of you think that someone seeing the word Master in front of your name -which any 10 year old kid could type there- will turn him into a hypnotised automaton with an ass where your cock can automatically jump?
Why do some of you not realise that proposing to fuck someone for money without their having said they need some cash is both a chickenshit power play practiced by an obvious moron and a punishable offence liable to prosecution?

 

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guiltkiller, 21
Seeking men who want boys to form out of them a Vo … To make castrati.

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guiltkiller (Owner) – Oct 16, 2018
I have no desire at this point to live.

guiltkiller (Owner) – Sept 24, 2018
Yes.

Anonymous – Sept 18, 2018
just checkin’ to see if you’ve gotten what you were looking for yet or not?

 

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doanything4daddy, 23
I’m a lost boy seeking my Daddy to baby me, keep me in nappies and baby powder and bottle fed, keep me housed and sleeping in a baby crib.

I’m a Ageplayer. My mental role-play age is about 13 for some reason, but I need to be treated like a toddler bodily. Being humiliated, denied my toys, spanked, roughly shaken, screamed at to stop crying by Daddy is what I crave the most.

I’ve tried and tried but I can’t find a like-minded Daddy or one who gives me enough attention! I live in my parents’ basement. I have no friends that mean shit to me, no debts and baggage, and my parents yell to move out five times a day.

Oh I’ll only speak to SINGLE White Daddies aged 45+ And I’m ONLY into longterm live-in Play. As far as concessions, if you secretly think I’m just some cute psycho twink with dress-up issues and feel willing to play Daddy full-time to get me that’s possibly okay as long as you NEVER break character. But I’ll be watching you like a hawk. And don’t have a super fake “oh my god honey” stereotype gay voice!

Lastly it should go without saying I have a small cock, so Daddy must like his boy with a small cock. It can have orgasms but it always shocks and confuses me when it does.

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Anonymous – Oct 18, 2018
He claimed that he won’t do anal but his priority during the scene is not breaking his ‘baby’ character so I easily held him down and raped him and he cried the whole time but stayed hard and he didn’t call the police after I left as far as I can gather.

doanything4daddy (Owner) – Oct 6, 2018
To me it felt like three decades.

fantasicus – Oct 6, 2018
I did a trial run with this one back in August. Only had him for three days but it felt like three years he he.

 

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warhole, 18
I live in NYC and loving enema.
You silly, I get enema elsewhere… I get the cheap one. Fast delivery. http://tmrm79.wixsite.com/enema
I get it there all the time.

 

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rotten-angel, 19
Make me horny
What I’m capable of in sex was born .. and together everything that should belong to you is born
PLEASE BE WITHIN 20 miles of Schaumburg Illinois
Financial assistance required 😉

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1310 – Oct 24, 2018
The slave’s designation is ‘1310’ and it is now owned property.
The purpose of this message is to expose 1310 to the world and to further learn it.
If you wish 1310 to create custom adult in-person content for free for you then get in contact.

Master’s short to medium term goals and aims:
Reducing quality of 1310’s daily ‘life’ (existence)
Increasing restrictions and removing oppotunities of daily life
1310’s primary functions are to be obey, amuse and to be as miserable, as bored and in as much suffering and restriction as feasable at any given moment that is realistically possible.

If you think you can contribute to worsen/further 1310’s life, then do get in touch.

Slavery is for life and life is to be ruined.

 

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iAMdelicious, 22
I am an avid collector of rain gear who trades sex (bottom only) in return for charitable donations to my collection.

MY CURRENT WANTS LIST:
– North Face Venture Rain Jacket
– North Face Venture Rain Pants
– Nike Nylon Trackies
– Patagonia Torrentshell Rain Jacket
– Mountain Hardwear Epic Rain Jacket
– Mountain Hardwear Epic Rain Pants
– Marmot Precip Rain Pants
– Columbia Outdry Rain Jacket
– Columbia Ibex PVC Rain Suit
– Only NY Transit Goretex Rain Jacket
– Helly Hansen PVC Rain Anorak
– Helly Hansen PVC Rain Bib
– Camo Fishing Goretex Waders with Bib

 

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MakeMeDisappear18, 18
Not sure what to say. I realized I was gay at 10. Started hooking up at 12. Submitted to SM at 14. Nearly bit the dust with a guy that didn’t know what the word stop means at 16. Went no limits at 17. Now I want to go intense.

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959Duc – Sept 6, 2018
I am a God, you’re a piece of shit

 

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GizmoFluff, 23
If you enjoy bad puns and jokes I’m your dude! Best waistline youve ever seen. Originally from east europe so yea I have a horrible accent.

 

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BlakeKross, 22
I’m a very experienced sub who has been here quite a while and have been used by a lot of of you as well as by masters and doms from other places. I’ve never been owned though and that’s what I’d like to move onto.

I’ve stayed clean through all of that – no idea how but I have and until I’m owned I aim to keep it that way so one of my three limits is safe sex if you’re just testing me out. If things move on then you can poz me like there’s no tomorrow.

I prefer having sex more frequently than I can physically handle, morning noon and night. My other two limits are little children and animals. Sorry but over the past few years I’ve learned that even my erection has its kryptonite.

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Anonymous – Oct 10, 2018
poor blake 🙁

Fabulass – Oct 7, 2018
Worst poem in the history of the English language.

yourfavman – Oct 3, 2018
DaddyLeon76, sounds like you like your slaves to be bored out of their fucking minds

DaddyLeon76 – Oct 2, 2018
I am now the Owner of the slave Blake Kross. I wrote this poem expressing that experience to any guy interested in what that is like:

Folding him into a ball, and seeing him
grow hard.
Dropping spit bombs and asking
about his worthless day,
making him feel empty(er)
Unappreciated,
and sexually satisfied.
Laying him with his head over
the edge of the bed
pounding out my frustrations.
Balls on his face
and him,
raised up, legs akimbo
Marking me with his
intoxicating ass scent.
Being his loving exploiter,
Cursing him and chewing his feet
Enveloping and mounting,
fucking him whichever way I please,
He sucks my dick whenever I want
Violence erupting and building an amazing bond
with verbal tendencies

 

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Kidnapmenowforever, 18
Come take me now I need to go to be abused drugged and pimped out I belong a slave to men or a man I’m not human i was bkrn for slavery mody fi me abuse me ruin me I don’t want to have no rites I’m not human o I have mental age of 10 haha so keep going and maybe I’ll go back to be a proper baby I don’t want be allowed talk or anything jus used and abused and if I have to work in ur house i wanna be turned cabbage and wot ever else u want to do I love dik so bad I’m in love with dik I don’t want a relationship I need real slavery reborn me into wot ever u want I love being battered raped abused I love cock all I’m good for and despratly need drugs come pick me up wen ever and I’ll disappear and but I was born for I’ll get in car naked and drug me and take me first come first get no way out need this so bad

 

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cute4cruel, 19
I spend a lot of my time out by lakes writing down my thoughts.

Not looking for anything emotional, quite the opposite, but I do think it’s key to actually know the person you interact with. If I’m giving myself up to you, you should have some concept of how my mind works, because to me that’s what the draw of this is…being someone intelligent with an open mind succumbing to a very specific power dynamic.

My stuff is packed can move in asap.

ONLY INTO MONOGAMY *** legal MARRIAGE TAKING A MANS LAST NAME.

I don’t have an independent bone in my body.

Poz undetectable. You won’t get it from me.

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AlphaRandy – Oct 18, 2018
Welcome to my stable queer.

cute4cruel (Owner) – Oct 18, 2018
As of 10/17 i am the property of AlphaRandy. He is now destroying my faggot mentally. Goodbye.

 

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D4ddy, 21
i’m closeted. i kind of shuddered writing that because it’s hard to believe it. i wanna know what it’s like to get ass fucked so bad.

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Adam1224 – Sept 22, 2018
hey guys, i ended up moving the boy in with me 3 weeks ago and yes I´m still fucking him, and have the fuck videos for u, just write me
YES I SELL ONLY FUCK VIDEOS..
EASY
EVERY DAY NEW HOT FUCK VIDEOS
If u are asking how the videos are, ill show you some videos example. duration is from 1 min till 5 hrs or more

Adam1224 – Sept 4, 2018
hey guys, he knows now. here’s a selfie i had him take bout 3 minutes before i pounded his virgin ass into a bowl of oatmeal.

 

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dolphinsmooth, 20
My husband, BlackBearMaster and I first met here on this site in January. He proposed in March, and after two months of joint efforts to come together in SF, I relocated in late July and we were married in August 2018. He has a lifetime of friends and experience here and our marriage was a celebration that we shared with many leather friends.

Rather than going into a checklist of what I’m looking for, you can read into the 100% submissive and let me know what you have in mind. What do you want to put me in?

Yes, BlackBearMaster has set some limits and I’ll share those with people that express a mutual interest as opportunities arise. What He and I have built, share and enjoy matters more to me than anything else in life, but I have permission to finally taste some menu items I’ve never sampled, and I’m hungry!

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dolphinsmooth (Owner) – Oct 23, 2018
(In order) yes, yes, yes, yes, no!, probably.

psychomouse87 – Oct 23, 2018
Hello I’m looking to spank you for your bad deeds, old fashion spanking pull down your pants wedgies spank you.
Also mouth soaping
Put you in pink panties
Put food on and in your body
Make you fat
Puke in your mouth

dolphinsmooth (Owner) – Oct 20, 2018
Yes I’ll eat your shit.

zeus101 – Oct 20, 2018
Will you eat my shit?

 

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influenced_by_your_soul, 23
got ill treated by my familly for being gay, since then have alway like hate fuck, so need only top and army is always welcome,

i don’t have place to do it, so find out some wild road with wild song like volume 1 or Taylor swift wildest dream?

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Anonymous – Aug 26, 2018
Rumored to be Breisgau’s best pussy

 

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Chris_Wolf, 19
You are looking for a sweet innocent bottom for many hours for two and the mysterious?

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I am a young with eleven years (!?!?) of experience and practice. I also study men and their behavior. For me, men mean more than just being a man …. it always shows me that a man can not compete with me in my way and my overall picture.

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Eat or shop with me and party with a limousine in Cologne or something?
Drink with me the most expensive champagne.
You want to experience the gayest and feminist?
Be my matcho and I am your bitches?
Lick erotic whipped cream and fruits from my naked body.
Drink the Champania from my stomach punch

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Very important for you to know! my men usually pick me up, even with a limousine … ????
Mysterious dates usually start in beautiful places like in a limousine ..

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? I like black humor ?✔
? me your wife, you my husband?✔
I do not need a six pack, you drink me only ?
? You my pimp? thanks..! I belong only to you ??✔
? I am what you never are would get
? Men have to be able to afford me ????
? Remember … do not be dumb to use a rubber with me ?
? Dates and their processes will be with me not planned, because so what is out and torn me off.
? Sex has no meaning.

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CarterCatastrophe – Oct 19, 2018
What now youre Cinda-fucking-rella, Chris?!!! Last time I saw you two weeks ago you was in my garage jacking off and eating boogers outta my nose.

 

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sexface, 21
Former youngest politician in FL. Currently triple majoring college student, soon to be published expert on b corps in law, and future Harvard Law Student.

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SirRex – Oct 13, 2018
I’m not feeling it but I wish ya luck.

 

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WeedyPuff4Thug, 24
I am belligerent because I need the pain to stop, whatever that entails.

Futile flailing then having a dildo thrust into my throat knowing I will vomit, but doesn’t care and keeps going.

I’m the victim in every movie where the camera pans out, and the ‘no! no! Please, I’ll…’ is replaced with screams.

I am ashamed of it but I’m bisexual.

I am a shitty person. Two times in my life left somebody that I love. I dont want to do this third time.

I call my genitals my clit, please do the same. Do not use words like dick/cock/balls/testicles, they’re dysphoria-inducing.

Sorry I’m frantically typing on my smartphone.

 

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Iliterallydontknow, 19
i have belly button fetish, i had a navel fetish fantasies since i was a lil kid but i never had an experience to touch any navel, never had a sex w/ a single fucking man in my life, how pity i am, im just curious

 

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GayYoungSoldierBoy2Snuff, 19
Well I guess my situation is kinda hard to explain…

 

 

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p.s. Happy Halloween! ** David Ehrenstein, If only boos could kill. ** Steve Erickson, His ‘Videodrome’, yeah, that’s good. I do not at the moment have plans to squeeze some kind of Halloween out of Paris, but I have to plans to lazer focus my thoughts on said squeezing even if a horror movie is the only viable target. I’m curious about the ‘Suspiria’ remake, but, based on what I’ve read, I have a very sinking feeling that it’s going to be this year’s ‘The Neon Demon’. Halloween would be an excellent occasion for Trump to suffer a fatal stroke and accidentally elbow Pence in the head so violently while collapsing that he inflicts severe, irreversible brain damage. ** KEaTon, HEy mAN! I like your thinking. The only ghost I ever saw was through a porthole shaped window in the door between my family kitchen and pantry and I was 15 and on LSD, so … I hope you’ll protect your luckiness. One time I walked for three miles in Paris during the worst blizzard in the city’s recorded history. Eating that petit four for you, … consider it done. Let one of your Skittles have my name on it. ** Sypha, The passing of Halloween season is always the saddest thing of every year. Xmas, the greediest holiday. Feel for you on those shifts. And on the non-book accruing garbage. Hang tight. ** _Black_Acrylic, Happy Mischief Night to you! There were a couple of years in my early teens when my friends and I marauded through our neighborhood on Halloween with bags full of eggs, spray paint cans, toilet paper rolls, etc., and woe be it to any house that didn’t pony up with decent candy. I still feel the guilt. That Leeds-based film does look kind of rank in theory, but I think I will check the trailer. That’s how desperate a Halloween lover gets over here. ** Kyler, Hi. A turban? That’s all? Come on, man, you have a golden opportunity to scare the living shit out of the park goers, even more than you usually do! Ha ha, joke, duh. ** James Nulick, I do honestly if not completely thoughtfully believe that if everyone in the US took LSD, and I mean good LSD, it might be the only way out of all of the hellish shit Americans currently call home. Oh, man, you’re breaking my heart but turning my brain into a fireworks display with your Tokyo pre-Halloween report. How was the Shibuya thang? Pix per chance? You sound positively ecstatic, buddy! Love, me (moi). ** Nik, Hi, N. Cool, glad you liked the trio. Happy Halloween to you too! Hm, gotcha, on the particular difficulty you’re having. On the one hand, I immediately think to suggest trying to free your mind from as much overthinking about the hybrid form’s expectations and regulations as you can, but how does one do that? I think I usually start with the fictional stuff prioritised and try to commit myself emotionally to it and try to keep in mind that I’m lying or, rather, using fiction to twist the facts and exaggerate in order to make my autobiography seem interesting because that engagement is more important, and fruitful, than doing my life justice. It’s kind of sociopathic in a way. I don’t know. It’s hard to explain, I guess. Anyway, what you wrote makes total sense. If you find a way through. I would, of course, be very interested to know how. What I mean by the explaining problem is that the chief goal of the current draft of the script is to add things that will allow the viewer to feel connected to the characters and show itself in a conventional way. ARTE wants a lot more spelled out about why the characters do what they do and who they are whereas we want charismatic characters whose actions and trajectory make logical sense based on how the characters are constructed and which are not explained but rather so intriguing that the viewer will take the clues given to them and imagine the why’s and whats. So the great difficulty in the writing is to give the appearance that we are spelling out the characters, or enough so to satisfy ARTE, while actually using the ‘spelling out’ details as red herrings. If that makes any sense. Ultimately, the show will be what we want, yeah. Structurally, ARTE is thus far completely fine with what we intend. Thanks for asking, man. Your Halloween sounds like it’ll do the trick. Yeah, I’m going to try to figure out a trick I can do. ** Misanthrope, I remember seeing a few of the Lakers at a post office or something, and they had terrifyingly long legs relative to their normal sized torsos, so, in person, they looked deformed. Wow, curious is the word. It sounds like it has an interesting sweet/yuck hybrid quality. Oh, no, you-know-who is still a little criminal? He seemed so nice in person. But then I suppose that’s a really good criminal’s M.O. ** Bill, Ha ha, I hope the gussying gussies you. Oh, wow, that gig sounds really cool. Man, I wish I could sit in front of it. You’ll give me a sentence or two-length simulacrum? Video? I need a second wind myself, but I’ll donate my third one to you. ** Corey Heiferman, Happy Halloween right back at you, Corey! Oh, nice. The de-factor m.i.l. and her candy importing. No candy corn Oreos? Still. I have a fog machine sitting in the back of a closet in my LA apartment. Fat lot of good that does me. But still. Thanks about my sentence. That ‘Indian’ thing really dates it. But ‘Native American’ would totally fuck with the rhythm, so I guess thank goodness. Wow, I love what the sentence made you think and, consequently, type into my humble blog’s commenting arena. That’s beautiful. I hope your life post-Halloween begins with beaucoup happiness! ** Right. Just because it’s all-important Halloween today doesn’t change that fact that it’s the 31st of the month and that’s always the day when the blog becomes helpless against the onrush of contemporaneous slaves. See you tomorrow.

* Halloween countdown post #19/restored

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* borrowed from Taddle Creek

 

A is for All Hallows Eve, or Halloween. All Hallows, also known as All Saints’ Day, takes place on November 1st. It is a day when Catholics celebrate those who have been beatified. All Souls’ Day is the day after All Saints’. The church decreed it a day to pray for those poor souls in purgatory—spirits suspended between heaven and hell. In the Middle Ages, the days were known collectively as Hallowtide. On the eve of All Souls’, churches would ring bells to scare away the dead. Some churches rang bells all night long.

B is for Robert Burns, the Scottish poet. Burns wrote “Halloween” in 1785. “Some merry, friendly, countra-folks / Together did convene, / To burn their nits, an’ pou their stocks, / An’ haud their Halloween / Fu’ blythe that night.” The poem refers to the Celtic Halloween custom of fortune-telling with nuts and apple peelings. Emigrating Scots brought the custom to Canada. Other Halloween customs carried here by Scots and Irish: bonfires, begging for food door to door, playing pranks on those who would not furnish food.

C is for Caledonian Society. Founded in Canada, in 1855, by affluent Scottish-Canadians, the Caledonian Society held banquets across Canada on Halloween. “We are not divining the future, or burning nuts, or catching the ‘snap apple,’ but [we are] celebrating Scottishness,” a speaker told Caledonians in Montreal, in 1885. In Toronto, George Brown was active in the Caledonians. Halloween here was a night of feasts: besides the Caledonian Society, different regiments of the military held a Halloween dinner, as did colleges at the University of Toronto. A meat market ran this ad on October 29, 1903: “HALLOWE’EN POULTRY. We are having heavy enquiries already.”

D is for Dennison Manufacturing Company. “You would be surprised,” said a young lady in Bookseller and Stationer magazine, in 1924, “how many people give Hallowe’en parties the last two weeks of October.” The young lady worked at a Toronto store. She supervised the crêpe-paper department. Dennison Manufacturing, of Framingham, Massachusetts, was the country’s main maker of crêpe paper. Dennison had a Toronto office in the early nineteen-hundreds. It was located on Wellington Street West. They were the first to sell yellow, orange, and black crêpe paper. They sold crêpe paper printed with owls, bats, jack-o’-lanterns, black cats with arched backs. They published The Bogie Book, the Bible of Halloween party guides. Place cards, Spanish moss, blindfolds, costumes—The Bogie Book told how to make them all from Dennison crêpe paper. Crêpe paper is combustible. The parties were firetraps.

E is for Eaton’s. “Don’t Miss The Hallowe’en Parade,” read an Eaton’s ad in the Toronto Daily Star, in 1929. The Eaton’s Santa Claus Parade involved several floats and many paraders. The Hallowe’en Parade? “A big pompous general will lead Felix, Bluebeard—A gypsy, a Zulu, and other familiar folk in a march around Toyland.”

F is for Frankenstein. Billy Pratt was a British lad. In 1909, he was flunking out of King’s College London. He was studying Chinese customs and languages; he wanted to act. He travelled to Canada and wound his way to Toronto. The Canada Company office found him work in Hamilton. Pratt became a farmer, but after three months, he drifted westward, working as a ditch digger, a tree cutter. Soon he convinced a stock company in Kamloops, British Columbia, to let him join the troupe. He changed his name to Boris Karloff. Karloff was a surname of some of his relatives; Boris was a name he said he “plucked out of the cold Canadian air.” Karloff toured Alberta and Saskatchewan, then he headed to Hollywood. His role as the monster in Frankenstein made him a star.

 

 

H is for Dr. H. H. Holmes. Holmes built himself a hotel in 1893, in Chicago, that boasted, in the words of the crime writer Connie Fillipelli, “iron-plated rooms, secret passages, hidden chutes that ended in the basement directly above zinc-lined tanks, sealed rooms with gas jets, stairways that led nowhere . . . trapdoors, a dissecting table, surgeons’ tools.” The building was a blueprint for every carnival and amusement park haunted house to come. It’s believed Holmes murdered more than a hundred people there. Then he went on the lam, landing in Toronto. He buried more bodies in the basement of a house near Barrie, Ontario. Pinkerton detectives shadowed him. Again he fled. They nabbed him in Boston, tried him in Philadelphia. In 1896 he was hanged.

I is for Isabel Grace Mackenzie. She died in 1917 and was survived by her son, William Lyon Mackenzie King. Mackenzie King became the prime minister of Canada. He hung a portrait of Isabel in his study, and kept it lit night and day. He spoke to her through a Ouija board and a crystal ball. He contacted her during séances. On October 6, 1935, his dead mother communicated the following to him: “Long ago I dreamt that you would succeed Sir Wilfrid Laurier. Long ago I knew God meant you to be prime minister. Long ago I [more than] knew that God meant that you would serve His holy will. Good night.” King was buried beside his mother in Mount Pleasant Cemetery.

 

 

K is for kisses. “Ducking for apples is rather out of late,” said the Everywoman’s Column of the Toronto Daily Star, in 1913. The topic: suggestions for Halloween parties. What did the column recommend? A taffy pull. “For the taffy pull, pull the taffy from buttered plates and save mother’s busy hands next day.” A taffy pull fulfilled two functions: it provided entertainment, and it provided eats. For hosts who didn’t have time to cook candy, stores sold it. At Halloween, a confectioner called Hunt’s sold a “Taffy Sucker, Face on Stand” for a nickel. In 1925, Eaton’s advertised a variety of taffies for Halloween: “peanut crisp, cocoanut and peanut, peanut and butterscotch.” During the Depression, the molasses kiss grew in popularity. No one seems to know why. Maybe molasses was cheaper than the ingredients for taffy? “Just In Time For Hallowe’en Parties,” read an ad from Loblaw’s, in 1933, “HALLOWEEN KISSES.” Fifteen cents bought a one-pound bag.

 

 

M is for David Manners, who played the handsome John Harker in Dracula. Manners was born in Halifax. His real name: Rauff de Ryther Daun Acklom. He studied forestry at the University of Toronto, and acted at Hart House Theatre. He hightailed it to Hollywood, where James Whale spotted him at a party. Whale cast him in his directorial debut, Journey’s End. Manners went on to work with directors Frank Capra and George Cukor. Tod Browning cast him in Dracula. In The Mummy, Manners played opposite Boris Karloff. In The Black Cat he starred with both Bela Lugosi and Karloff. He eventually abandoned the movies. Some suggest he quit, in part, because his studio suggested he marry a woman (Manners was gay). Retiring from acting, he retreated to the California desert. He wrote novels, and died in 1998. Horror movies, he once said, were his “only claim to movie fame.”

N is for noise. Making noise was at the heart of Halloween in its early days. Revellers tossed rocks and mud at windows and doors. They crafted noisemakers from tin cans, wooden spools, roofing tiles. A mid-century Halloween package produced for Canadian schoolteachers included instructions for making a Halloween megaphone. As early as 1900, Halloween noisemakers were being produced in Germany and exported to the United States. Styles for sale included horns, rattles, cranks, snappers, and clappers. “Weird Spirits a-gamboling,” said a 1913 ad for Mason and Risch Limited, of Toronto. “Witch Caps—Pumpkin Heads—Dominoes—Flowing Robes—Holed-Out Eyes. Strange phantasies they are! Yet, who and WHAT are they? Listen, then, they are the phantom witcheries of Hallowe’en!” The ad was peddling the Victor Victrola. “To sit snugly around the open fire, revelling in all the mystic rhythms of this bewitching fairyland of Hallowe’en, conjured up so wonderfully by the little Victrola, will make the evening’s frolics complete!” Which mystic rhythms did the store recommend? “The Dance o’ the Fairies,” “Peer Gynt,” and “Will-of-the-Wisp.”

P is for Philip Morris. In the nineteen-fifties he toured across Canada performing in a ghost show—a magic show with supernatural and horrific effects. His stage name: Dr. Evil. To garner publicity, he’d arrive early in a town and pull stunts. Drive a car blindfolded. Raffle off a “dead body.” The dead body was a frozen chicken. The R.C.M.P. once arrested him for dressing as a gorilla in public. Years later he invented an artificial spiderweb made of cloth. He made a killing.

Q is for Kew Beach. In 1945, Halloween hooligans burnt bonfires on Queen Street East. To feed the fire, they tore down fences and gates. Police were called. When they rode up on horses, they were pelted with stones and bricks. Hooligans blocked fire trucks with piles of concrete blocks. Thirteen troublemakers were taken in. A mob of seven thousand marched on the Main Street police station, hell-bent on springing the hooligans. Police cruisers rushed to the scene with tear gas. Water cannons dispersed the rioters. Five firemen were injured, as were a couple of cops.

R is for rides. Leon Cassidy needed a “dark ride.” In 1928, Cassidy was the co-owner of a small amusement park in New Jersey. Lots of amusement parks had an “old mill” ride: boats floated riders down canals decorated with scary scenery. Cassidy couldn’t afford to build a boat ride. So he put dodgem cars on a twisted track in a darkened pavilion. The Pretzel, he called it. It was a sensation. He started the Pretzel Amusement Ride Company to provide Pretzel rides to amusement parks across the continent. In 1930, he came to Canada. He put down a floor base at the Canadian National Exhibition. He laid tracks on the base, then covered them in a black tent, covered by another tent. It was probably the first cartable dark ride on a midway anywhere.

S is for slogans. “Trick or treat!” It’s what children scream on Halloween. But “trick or treat” didn’t become the customary catchphrase in Toronto until sometime around the Second World War. Before then, kids yelled, “Shell out!” “HALLOWE’EN” said an ad for a grocery store chain, in 1929, “with its joyous merriment. . . . SHELLIN’ OUT to the district cut-ups, guessing who the strange figure is who knocks on your door.” From a Loblaw’s ad during the Depression: “When You Hear the Ultimatum! SHELL OUT. Be Ready with LOBLAW’S HALLOWE’EN KISSES.”

T is for Bill Tracy, a sculptor and engineer from New Jersey. In the nineteen-fifties, he revolutionized carnival dark rides by adding supernatural back-glows, glow-in-the dark stunts, trompe l’oeil to the decor. He created themed rides like the western ghost town and the haunted pirate ship. Sadly, he never invented safety features, like fire escapes. Wiring was makeshift. His rides tended to go up in flames. Very few still stand. The dark ride at Toronto’s Centreville Amusement Park—the Haunted Barrel Works—is decorated in a distinctly Tracy mode. And it is safe.

U is for University of Toronto. According to the historian Keith Walden, spontaneous Halloween celebrations erupted on campus in 1884. Students marched into the downtown core, singing, shattering lampposts, egging Eaton’s. Police dispersed them. Torontonians complained. The parade became an annual event. In 1899 students barged into the peanut gallery at Massey Hall, disrupting the evening’s performance. Veterinary students dangled dead horse parts over the balcony. Medical students banged human arm and leg bones. Some students slit open a political effigy, showering the audience below with chaff, hay, and excelsior. Hector Charlesworth, the future editor of Saturday Night, was sitting in the pit. His suit was ruined.

 

 

W is for whoopee cushion. In the early twentieth century, an American named S. S. Adams invented a plethora of classic pranks: dribble glasses, joy buzzers, sneezing powder. In 1930, a Canadian “rubber concern” approached him with a new novelty—a bladder that made a farting sound when someone sat on it. The rubber concern? The Jem Rubber Company, headquartered in Toronto, on Dundas Street West. It produced parts for printing companies. Adams turned down the fart cushion, so Jem manufactured it on its own. It was green, with a wooden nozzle. Stamped on the face was a picture of a Scottish lad. He sported spurs and a sporran, and carried a rifle. Wouldn’t bagpipes have been the obvious visual pun? The whoopee cushion was a sensation, even during the Depression. Adams ended up coming out with a copy of the Canadian cushion—the razzberry cushion, he called it.

X is for XEPN, a Mexican border-blaster radio station near the Rio Grande. In the late nineteen-twenties and early thirties, Bob Nelson and his brother Larry hosted an astrology show on the station. Listeners sent in a dollar and, in return, the Nelsons sent them a mimeographed horoscope. The Nelsons also operated Nelson Enterprises, of Columbus, Ohio, which supplied mediums and mentalists with fake fortune-telling equipment—mind-reading codes, mechanical crystal balls, two-way radios that could be concealed under capes or in turbans. “Be it distinctly understood,” said their 1931 mail-order catalogue, “that all effects described in this catalogue are accomplished by normal means, and are entirely divorced from any supernatural or supernormal powers.”

Y is for yellow. “Green and red have come [to] be the Christmas colors,” said a newspaper article from 1925, “just as black and yellow tell us of Hallowe’en.” An article in Bookseller and Stationer, from 1925, advised those celebrating Halloween to obtain “yellow and black crêpe paper for decorative purposes.” In 1927, an ad for crêpe paper in that same magazine recommended “Orange and Black for Hallowe’en.” In coming years, orange and black would come to be considered the Halloween palette par excellence. What changed? Why did yellow fade out and orange fill in?

 

 

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How to Build a Fog Machine
by Allen

‘This is our home-made fog machine. It uses the same regular fog juice used in store-bought fog machines. You can buy the juice from Terror by Design, Spencers, or party/theatrical supply stores (check your yellow pages). You can also make your own juice. It’s less expensive, but there may be legal issues if the general public is going to breathe your fog. According to the Halloween-L archives: “For fog juice, mix 15% to 35% glycerin to distilled water. Experiment, the less glycerin you use the cheaper and cleaner your fog will be but it will also be lighter and not last as long.” You don’t have to use distilled water with my fog machine design because there’s no heat exchanger to get clogged. You can get small amounts of glycerin at a drug store, or larger amounts from restaurant supply companies.

‘A piston air pump (bought at the local surplus store for $5) squirts the juice onto an inverted, disassembled iron (bought at a garage sale for $1). The iron is on all the time. It’s held above the juice by long bolts from the bottom of the box. The wooden box is sealed and waterproofed inside with a kind of paint called C.R.A.E. (Corrosion-Resistant Acrylic Enamel.) Any thick, waterproof paint will work. If you build something like this, be certain to keep enough space between the wood and the iron, you don’t want to start a fire! Any device like this should be thoroughly tested before being used unattended. Heat it up without juice in it to be sure it won’t burst into flames when it runs out of juice.

‘The juice is pumped into a metal tube 4 inches above the iron with several pin-holes in it to distribute the juice over the hot surface. The heat vaporizes the juice into fog. Fans (salvaged from an old computer) on both ends of the box blow the fog out the front of the machine. Unvaporized juice runs back down into the reservoir. The intake for the pump is a metal tube glued to the side of the box with water-proof epoxy. It’s bent 90 degrees at the bottom and the end is covered with a screen to keep little bits of junk out of the pump.

‘The pump is mounted on the back of the box so it will be cooled by the flow of air. The fan and pump run on 12v, and the iron plugs in of course. A 15 foot control wire allows the operator to turn the fans on and off and the squirt the juice.

‘We built this machine back when the cheapest fog machines were $300. Today, small machines can be bought for as little as $30. Unless you’ve already got all the parts in your junk box, or can get them second hand, it might not be worth it to build this machine.

‘This type of fog will not hang close to the ground unless you cool it below the ambient air temperature. To create this desired effect, you need to build a fog chiller.’

 

How to Build a Chiller
by Scott

‘Parts: Cooler, Two 4″ dryer ducts (short sections), silicone caulk, tools to cut plastic, screen or netting, Flexible dryer hose, two 90 degree angle ducting, one 4″ to 2″ reduction ducting.

‘I built this out of a $15.00 Coleman cooler I got at Target the whole thing cost about $25.00. I started by marking the holes on the sides of the cooler to the size of the dryer duct and cutting them out. I first drilled holes around the line I marked then knocked out the plastic and foam core then smoothed up the edges until the dryer duct fit snug. I used silicone to seal the duct inside and out, it takes about 24 hours to cure. I then fitted netting around the inside of the dryer duct on both sides to prevent ice from falling out. I then put flexible dryer hose on one end and a set of 90 degree angle ducting pieces on the other. A reducing duct piece (4″ to 2″) will attach to the angle pieces. The 2″ end sits in front of the fogger nozzle and delivers the fog to the cooler and ice, then blows cool fog out of the dryer hose end creating a low lying fog.

‘I use regular ice from the corner liquor store and fill the cooler to the top with the ice sloping from the top to the bottom of the in/out ducts. This takes about three bags. The ice needs to be high enough to cause the fog to go through and around it, but not covering up the ducts. Some people may try dry ice in the cooler, I hear this works well. Enjoy.’

 

Nine Magical Results

 

 

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‘This huge casket, which is 20 metres long, six metres wide and six metres high, is decorated with wreaths and dozens of normal-sized coffins. Morbid diners can browse the funeral paraphernalia before ordering from a menu that includes “Nine Day” and “Forty Day” salads – named after local mourning rituals – and an ominous-sounding dish called “Let’s meet in paradise”. The coffin restaurant, called Eternity, is the work of a funeral parlour in the town of Truskavets, in the west of the country near the Polish border. The undertakers hope that their restaurant will be confirmed as the world’s biggest coffin, attracting tourists to a region best known for its mineral-rich bathing waters. “It’s our director Stepan Pyrianyk who had the idea,” said Andri, one of those behind the new enterprise. “He loves his work and reckons the project will bring tourists to Truskavets.”’ — Telegraph.co.uk

 

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Vic Fearn and Co.

 

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‘Vitaly Malyukov, a Russian inventor, has designed caskets outfitted with alarm buttons for those buried alive by mistake. His invention includes a circular device (containing special membranes), which is mounted in a casket. Should a person recover consciousness, he will spot it right away because the device will be glowing red. A person buried alive will have to press that “alarm button” to raise the alarm at a control panel in the office of a cemetery caretaker. The alarm is designed to show which grave have signs of life, so to speak. No word on pricing or availability as of yet.’ — New Launches

 

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Joe Scanlan
DIY or How to Kill Yourself Anywhere in the World for Under $399
Gent, Belgium: Imschoot. 2002

Synopsis: Book providing complete diagrams for obtaining ten items from Ikea to be utilized in preparing your own funeral – inclusive of flower arrangements and a coffin. Using simple tools and just about no skills, you too can do-it-yourself for under $399 in just about any major city in the world. Basic hand tools, taxes, cell phone roaming charges, and embalming not included. Highly recomended in these troubled times. Add it to your wishlist

 

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Vic Fearn and Co.

 

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IMPROVED BURIAL-CASE
US Patent No. 81,437
Issued: August 25, 1868
Inventor: Franz Vester, Newark NJ

“The nature of this invention consists in placing on the lid of the coffin, and directly over the face of the body laid therein, a square tube, which extends from the coffin up through and over the surface of the grave, said tube containing a ladder and a cord, one end of said cord being placed in the hand of the person laid in the coffin, and the other end of said cord being attached to a bell on the top of the square tube, so that, should a person be interred ere life is extinct, he can, on recovery to consciousness, ascend from the grave and the coffin by the ladder; or, if not able to ascend by said ladder, ring the bell, thereby giving an alarm, and thus save himself from premature burial and death; and if, on inspection, life is extinct, the tube is withdrawn, the sliding door closed, and the tube used for a similar purpose. . . “

 

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Dodger Blue Coffin Couch

‘We at Coffincouches.com have the mindset of thinking “Green” and we know it is different but we strongly believe in recycling. Our niche happens to be 18 gauge steel coffins which we collected from local funeral homes primarily in Southern California. It is a health and safety law that funeral homes cannot resell used coffins to the general public. We approached funeral directors with the attitude of recycling. These coffins are not used for burial due to slight cosmetic inconsistencies. They are reconfigured and modified resulting in a finished product – a unique one a kind coffin couch. If you notice (although it may be too small) the six cast iron heavy duty legs are embossed with the universal biohazard insignia. The reason we utilize this sign is because safety is our utmost concern. If you are not aware, once a human body is placed in a coffin it is considered biohazard tissue. The legs have the embossed insignia for precautionary reasons in the event body fluids are exchanged on these coffins. Perhaps you would feel safe knowing that you are in designated biohazard scene.’

 

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p.s. Hey. ** David Ehrenstein, Hi. From what I can tell, the French reaction to the Pittsburgh massacre doesn’t vary so much from the general left-of-right US reaction. There’s been a problem with anti-Semitism in France for quite a while. I don’t know that there’s been a recent uptick. The recent uptick of note was a sudden increase in anti-LGBTQ attacks, a surprisingly large number in Paris and its burbs over the course of a couple of weeks. Very, very unusual for Paris. There was a public outcry about that and a large solidarity march here, and the flurry attacks seem to have stopped, for now at least. ** Steve Erickson, Hi. Didn’t know about Haneke’s tutelage, but that’s makes sense, of course. Yeah, I remember ‘ItMoM’ kind of drifting by viewers and critics at the time. I figured the meta-, self-reflexive thing Carpenter did in that film was so unexpected from him that critics didn’t know what to think. Because, as I recall, it’s almost a kind of less heady, less structural ‘Providence’ kind of film in its own way. Well, that paranoid fit scene certainly has the potential to function as you wish. ** MakeAmericanKeatonAgain, Ha ha, wow, nice word ramming there. Hm. Huh. Now I’m kind of scared to get that app even though I’m a non-believer. Or … (thunder clap) … am I? Handkerchief mopping the brow-type great news about your test results, man. Good on you from me for the Gillum vote. Paris is semi-freezing cold and raining if you like walking that version of Paris. I do. ** _Black_Acrylic, That’s interesting that you feel you need the title first. I don’t think I do that, do I? I don’t think so. I like that methodology. Your plans sound like accomplishments already. ** Bill, Hi. Well, there probably won’t be anything in the Molinaro post you haven’t seen before, given the paucity, but it’ll have the patented DC’s post arrangement to hopefully gussy it up. Even though it’s somehow fitting that Halloween week would occasion a brutal week, that so sucks, and I wish you related wings of a dove. Wow. ** Dominik,. Hi! Well, I suspect my Halloween is going to end up being me at my computer watching a horror movie or two, meaning it will only differ from many other days of my life in that my screen will hold a horror movie rather than some experimental avant-garde film. But it’s okay. Halloween lives in the heart. (I cannot believe I just typed that, and it’s not even true!) No, no date on the Prague show. I should check in with the curator. Cool you liked ‘Destroy All Monsters.’ It seems like kind of the ‘it’ book of the moment. Whoo-hoo! A weekend full of reading sounds so nice to me whose weekend involved kind of the opposite aka expelling words, and not great ones either. It was quiet otherwise. Some seeming great PGL news, but we’ll see. I went back to Le Manoir de Paris with Gisele last night, and she was crazy about it, as I hoped she would be. You have a great week, and especially a scary, mind-blowing Halloween if at all possible! ** Jamie, Hi, Jamie. I’m good enough. I’m happy the Seidel post was timely and mentally invigorating. So nice when that happens. Hm, I don’t really have a fave of his films. I’ve seen I think four, maybe five? And I found all of them interesting, but none caused the array to form into a hierarchy. ‘Dog Days’ is the most famous, controversial one. Today will occasion the do-or-die Halloween pastry hunt. I’ll give you the thumbs, up or down. Monday was work then, as I told Dominik, revisiting La Manoir de Paris with Gisele. It was just as great the second time, and Gisele was fascinated by it, as I had thought she might be, and now she’s re-excited about this long planned, long dead-as-a-doornail Halloween walk through maze theater piece that we were going to make years ago again. Today is, ugh, script work, and, hm, pastry hunting and, uh, emails, and, err, work on a new gif story that I’ve been slowly fiddling together. Not a biggie. Yours? I can never top your Tuesday wish. It’s definitive. I surrender. However, I still hope your Tuesday buries an axe into the heads of everyone else’s Tuesdays. Except mine. Exceptional love, Dennis. ** Mark Stephens, Mark! Mega-too long no see or speak or type, my dear pal! I thought of you first of all when I read that the Dodgers did their characteristic nosedive. Hugs. Halloween! And me stuck here where there is none, or next to none. Please tell me you’ll mark that occasion with a whomp. Man, no sweat on the missing thing, and I’ll force you out of that hillside joint or barge my way in one way or another the next time I’m there, soon I hope. That is most peculiar and intriguing about The Flesheaters doing ‘Green Manalishi’. And hard to imagine. Which is the where the intrigue comes in. I’ll find it. It’ll surely end up somewhere where I can access it. It’ll have to be something to beat The Melvins’ cover, but apples and oranges, obviously. Man, miss you majorly up the wazoo, buddy. Give J my hugs, cheek kisses, the whole shebang. Let’s talk again pronto, please? Big olde love, me. ** Misanthrope, I forgive you on the haunted house thing. I was projecting myself into you which is always a faulty approach. I saw Johnny Depp in person a long time ago sitting in a French style cafe near my LA pad, and he looked surly. That’s all I remember. I see celebs here in Paris quite a lot, partly because I happen to live in a fashionable area through no wanting of my own. Most of the ones I’ve seen looked essentially like their famous, 2D versions but with less makeup. And shorter. Bono looks like a weird freak, but he kind of does in print too, but not a freaky as he looks close up. Britney Spears looks about ten years older. Kanye and Kim look like giant insects dressed in overly shiny, inexpensive Kanye and Kim costumes. Etc. I don’t think it would be possible for a TV show called ‘This Is Us’ to not be miserable. I can imagine that being in those TC groups would be an interesting way to study the effect of loneliness on the libidos of asocial people and consequently on their use of language. ** Nikolas, Hi, man! Great to see you! As I told someone, I don’t seem to have found myself preferring any films of his that I’ve seen for some reason. I sort of just enjoy his thing’s drift or something. ‘Dog Days’ is the most famous one, maybe for a reason? Very interesting: your non-fiction-blur-fiction aim. Mm, I’ve rarely ever written with the express purpose in mind of enunciating my autobiography, but I do often go for that blur. I sort of set off looking for a fusing from the outset, but I’m not sure how I do that. I feel like reticence is somehow a by-word. Wanting to reveal but not wanting to impose? I’m not sure. Great question. The ARTE script  is proceeding and happening at a sort of steady but extremely laborious and fun-free pace. It’s all about explaining, because that’s what ARTE wants, without seeming to explain, and it’s very hard. But it’s happening. Since Halloween really doesn’t happen in France, I’m a bit stuck about how to celebrate it. How about you? How will you utilise the immediate availability of Halloween’s resources? Big up, pal. ** Kyler, My pleasure, of course. Happy to have been your Spellcheck, a talent I never knew I had before now. Cool. Halloween, tomorrow, whatcha doing? ** Okay. Reposting Derek McCormack’s lovely alphabetised Halloween is an annual affair here at DC’s, and I thought, given that Halloween is tomorrow, eek, I would throw in a couple of extra ghost posts from the past. See you tomorrow!