Burphole

Since I'm just chillin/sheltering in place, here is some lost shit I found on my computer. Burn some time with this ridiculous nonsense. Anyway...

There are so many levels. This essay is taking it to the next level! The next level down.

A burrito in the tail pipe, a confederate flag machete, and things that are just terrible. Read along at Burphole.com

Stop, dude. You don't know what you're doing. The Cult of Unsolicited Advice. #109 Read along at Burphole.com

A cosplay porno, asexual ladies, and what else are socks for. Plus Burphole & The Pundit's second meeting.

A regretful twitterer, a dirty pool of thought, and the first meeting between Burphole and the Pundit.

Like being in a strange hotel room when the third eightball arrives.

Are you tired of having to apologize for your opinions? Well, you better get used to it.

This is the 21 track debut collection of Burphole. Available wherever albums are streamed and sold. www.burphole.com

God has autism. Imodium Woman! A parrot. The most athiestic man in the world.

Why do we sugar coat everything? Life isn't a doughnut.

What's your humor? Vomiting on Gary Cooper. Damn you, Windex!

A depressed sock, my Uncle Diane, and a horrible lyric. Odd Audio.