Greta Van Susteren
Some guy I know who's an artist asked my opinion on him creating a Greta Van Susteren Halloween mask. I told him if he could get it to actually LOOK like Greta Van Susteren he would have made the most hellish and vile looking Halloween mask in history. He said he thought he had the skills to do that because he used to work in a shark-gutting factory in Japan and after ripping shark parts out of shark bellies all day he would go home and try to reproduce images from how his job appeared to HIM...onto paper. He said while the business of shark-gutting itself was gruesome as hell, after a period of time it distorts your perception and your spirits begin to flag and then things look even worse. He said THAT was what he tried to capture in his drawings. I said "Does that mean you left the shark guts OUT of the images?" He said no, there were plenty of shark guts flying around but that he endeavored to make the scene not only bloody and pulpy and guts-filled but tried to somehow include the spiritual gloom and doom that would come over him while in there doing it. He wanted to know if all that practice in trying to duplicate ultimate ugliness would be an aid to creating a lifelike image of Greta Van Susteren in a rubber mask. I said it would certainly be a start. But only a start. He said he was up for the challenge. I wished him well in his folly telling him that no human being could produce in sheer ugly repulsiveness what Nature created in the face of Greta Van Susteren I said he was totally out-performed in this one but that he shouldn't be sad about it, it was Nature that created puke and turds and yak-afterbirth and that She had LOTSA practice in turning out grotesque and hellish things, Greta Van susteren's face being at the top of the ugly heap. He said he'd keep me posted on his progress.
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I work in a mental hospital where none of the patients and inmates have any control of their bodily functions. We make them walk around naked so we dont have to keep picking at their clothes and touching all their shit and piss and ejaculant and leakage and orgasmic muck of every variety and description. But even though they don't wear clothes, the floors get plenty dirty. I mean that's where all the stuff winds-up. The shit, the piss, the sperm, the drool, the vomit, the blood, the ovary overflow, and just, well, the whole shitload of crap. It all has to be shoveled-up and dumped into a pit lined with concrete. Every two weeks we add a ton of lye to the pit. But before we do, just before the lye hits the surface, that pit's contents look actually worse the Greta Van Susteren's face. Just thought you'd want to know it actually is possible, there's something actually uglier.
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