*waves American flag wildly* Well, hello there, dearest Filthy Dreams patriots! What’s that? Why am I feeling just so proud of our fair nation on this 4th of July? Maybe it’s because I finally believe in the American dream again! Sure, we all know that the post-World War II dream of a suburban house, a … Continue reading
Why hello there, dearest Filthy Dreams patriots! Come on in and grab yourself a cold one. What’s that? Oh don’t get snotty, queens, it’s July 4th so we only have shitty domestic beer tall-boys. Just a few of those and you’ll be singing at the top of your lungs about amber waves of grain in … Continue reading
Can you imagine anything more patriotic than an illustration of the Forefathers’ signing the Declaration of Independence emblazoned with the word “BARF,”? How about the Statue of Liberty covered with crudely rendered breasts, bush and armpits spewing with waves of stink? Well, I don’t know about you but I’m just about ready to start feverishly singing about those “amber waves of grain.” Continue reading