I am the alter ego of Les Mozingo.

I first began talking incessantly in the ultimately over-xeroxed pages of Morbid, where I were the like Editor of that malenky rag. Now, as a full-time fiend, conspiracy-theorist, and servant of The Entity, I find my days are filled with tears, and my library books overdue.

To be sweet to the heads that run LJ I shall mention here that I run adult content here. Adult themes, most definitely adult language, although my ratings tend to go more for violence, language and gore than for sex. You want sexy nymphettes or whatever, you swimmin' in de wrong pond, mon. I'm the Zombie Rage Guy. You better be 18 if you expect to get in on the F-list.



Throwing a brick never felt so damn good....
--"Riot", Dead Kennedys

Baby quit yer cryin' put the clown britches on...
--"The Road Behind", GWAR

You know, one thing I'll never understand about you; no matter how many times I kick you in the teeth, smack you with a manhole cover, throw hot lard in your face, pour molten glass in your rectum...you always come back for more...
--"Smack U Around", GWAR







I have won the coveted Spitting Cobra Award!!

All Your TAcklehug ArE BeLong To ME

You can text me again now. Randomly. I demand it.

I say Bad Words here. If you don't like it, Go Fuck Yourself!