Warty Hugeman | Glibertarians

Glibbooks 9 – Excuses and opinions

Sorry puzzle people no glibcrostic this week, I could make excuses and tell you a bunch of stories about...

Sup brahs. Are you pumped? Are you jacked? Are you getting jacked? Have you slonked your eggs yet...

Perusing my photos a few weeks ago I realized something: I drink a lot of beer. I have enough notes and...

If you are worried this will be one of those pieces where I meander around in my head trying to be a decent...

“I will destroy you all, vampire scum!” Warty growled at the feeding horde of bloodthirsty undead....

A shuddering boom rocked the house. “Stay here,” Wartimus’ father ordered. “Talk to the dildo.” “Hello?” he...

His ears ringing, his body bruised and aching, his eyes blurred, Wartimus came to on the lawn of his father’s...

The estate’s proximity alarm began to scream from Wartimus’ communicator. He scooped the space dildo in the...

Simon shouldered his backpack. “How far do you think?” he asked. “The descent was steep and the sound of the...

Wartimus reclined on the roof of his father’s house and watched the stars glitter in the darkness of a...