Dear Senor Wolf Marine,
Where the hell were you born? Are you asexual? Do you have a mother?
Signed,
Ron
PS If I’m right, I get tickets to a Cubs game and a Sports Illustrated Football phone.
There was this time when the Wolf Marine wrestled with Saturn. True fucking story. Saturn, as you may remember from the works of [...]
My stomach churns as the bus bucks and sways on it’s merry way. Whenever I ride the bus, I feel like a rat on a log, just caught in the stream. Sure, I can hop off wherever I chose to, but I am not the master of my craft. The heat, cramped quarters and the [...]
†The room is dark and seems… dry. The off white plaster ceiling and dirt covered ceiling fan I’m used to have been replaced by what looks like granite, not the sort that emits radon and is used to adorn the counter-tops of “luxury” condominiums (code for: drive up the sale price of a shoddily constructed [...]
Well, dear reader, it was only a matter of time. A matter of time until the Wolf Marine’s rants would be recorded for posterity. So, now (and we will see how the response goes), the first available Wolf Marine podcast (and theme song) are available for your enjoyment. This should be available on iTunes soon [...]