Preface Thank you for purchasing a copy of my latest academic text, Who Is Imouto? – A Critical Analysis. This is an expanded and refined version of my college dissertation, Imouto: The Who, What, When, Where, Why, And How. As you are probably well aware, I graduated with high honors from the University of Texas of the Permian Basin, and am a verified expert in the field of Imoutology. This thesis is the product of more than a year’s hard…
I tried weekly blogging an anime once. It didn’t end well. I wrote three fairly decent editorials about Kill la Kill. I put a lot of effort into those pieces, and I’m still quite proud of them. But that’s all I had in me; a few critical analyses about other critical analyses, as it were. Substantial arguments against other substantial arguments that fell on deaf ears because our readership was low. I wanted to engage in a discussion about how…
Baby Looney Tunes is about as moe as an anime featuring lolis at their most prime age can get before being deemed illegal by various governments the world over. I have assembled a sizable collection of salacious images from this holy grail of loli service for your viewing pleasure. Have your ochinchins at the ready, my friends, because they’re about to see some vigorous use. First up is this absolutely perfect peek at Petunia Pig’s pantsu. A lot of work…
“We wanna’ be free! We wanna’ be free to do what we wanna’ do! And we wanna’ get loaded! And we wanna’ have a good time!” — People who had a horrible time They say ignorance is bliss. And shit, they’re right, man. I knew that fuckin’ ignorance once. I felt the cool waves of shallow unknowing wash over my prick and scrotum like so much fuckin’ nasal blood after a particularly nasty nude cocaine binge. The realization hit me…
Nacho Libre was suiting up for his next cage match. It was a dark and stormy cage match. Nacho Libre has nothing to do with this story though, so fuck that guy. Right in his asshole. * * * * * * It was a dark and stormy 30 tatami room. Kirito lay upon one of said 30 tatami, naked, his cock exposed to the webcam upon which he was displaying his body for all the world to see. Over…
Be warned that this contains major spoilers and probably should not be read until you’ve watched the series to completion. Or if you don’t care. That works too. When the first episode initially aired, I immediately assumed this would be one of the most celebrated anime titles of the year. It sported a fantastic, unique look coordinated by Takeshi Koike of Redline fame, excellent jazz music produced by Shinichiro Watanabe (you know, the Cowboy Bebop guy), and, well… it’s freakin’…