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TANTRIC BILE "A MEDUSA IN YOUR HOUSE" CD | Putrefactive Recordings
<a href="https://putrefactiverecordings.bandcamp.com/album/a-medusa-in-your-house">A Medusa In Your House by Tantric Bile</a>
mad mans chaotic poetry to my ear
TANTRIC BILE "CURSED CONCEPTION" T-SHIRT | Putrefactive Recordings
Printed on Gildan Heavy Cotton
I wonder if I can get away with wearing this to my faith-based job?
Home https://www.instagram.com/p/Bq9ga2sg8v8/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=sp0pn377t2oz
Jesus https://www.instagram.com/p/Bq9fnF8ASlP/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=13d5l2s4r1lkl
Wtf happened to his body? https://www.instagram.com/p/Bq9e6EBATvI/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1vf8ooa9ek7r5
Rest and then decide what comes next. You always get up from your exhaustion, it just takes time. https://www.instagram.com/p/Bq9drytAxyV/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1w1ubahznszj9
111 we all evolve https://www.instagram.com/p/Bq6vgOgA1PO/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=15jbib79nskwu
god my neighbor just called me and she’s like… is this your chicken in our driveway… like who else has a chicken in this neighborhood yes it’s my chicken… so i get over there and kylo hen is chilling in their driveway eating some specs and stuff and there’s this actual crowd of people around her and i’m like… hi sorry mb let me get her… and oh my god… they’re like do you need us to call someone?? should we get help?? how should we do this?? do you need a net? like bitch it’s a chicken not a fucking komodo dragon. so i just… i was kind of joking around so i crouched down and patted my thighs and all the chickens are trained to come to me on sight because me = food… so i got down there and went “here girl!! come here!!” and the chicken comes running over and this group of actual adult ass individuals were staring at me like i was the fucking pied piper… and i didn’t know what to say…. so i just kind of walked back to my yard with the chicken following me and none of them moved or said a damn word and i think i literally just convinced them this chicken is trained like a dog…
your chicken’s name is kylo hen
so the thing about my family is that we have two ancestors on my dad’s side who were buried in france, where I currently live. one died in the spanish civil war, and one died prior doing…we don’t know what. but he somehow managed to get buried in père lachaise.
so anyhow, my gran sends me a message like “pls put flowers on ur uncle samuel’s grave because he’s gone over a century with none and it will make the ghost mad if he hasn’t already” because my family spends time in europe but never long enough to go all the way to père lachaise and give ya boy samuel jr. his death rites. so im like “ok gran I can do that” bc im a good grandson and you do not fuck with gran she doesn’t DESERVE THAT
i figure out which plot he’s on and ask someone specifically where you can find uncle samuel jr. and they tell me where and so I arrive at the junction and.
HE GONE.
WHERE DID YOU GO UNCLE SAMUEL.
*celine dion’s smash hit “my heart will go on” playing in the distance*
in other words either someone stole my entire great great uncle samuel or he has risen again, ready to party in paris for all of eternity.
You’re pretty chill about a corpse disappearing.
My guy, my dude, he’s been dead since 1851. He could be anywhere. He does what he wants.