Tracing its roots back to 1996 and at least five previous, now defunct, blogs and one failed high school newspaper column, One World Under Dog is really just another turd floating in the sea of digital human fecal matter we refer to as the internet. No one read the first, like five to fifty blogs, so it really ain't expected anyone will read this version either. Hell, if you've gotten this far, you should probably be rewarded or something. How about you're rewarded with the something that is nothing and we call it a tax cut?
If you find the material in this here blog offensive and not of your tastes -- then first off, good, because maybe it'll get the voices in my head to stop claiming I'm the next Doug Kenney, and secondly, don't read this shit if you don't find it funny, entertaining, mildly amusing, or worth reading while waiting for porn to download. As for leaning a particular way politically or otherwise, well, the only way we lean here is forward, as leaning any other way tends to get urine all over the bathroom.
Okay, should probably wrap this up since I'm sure you have shit to watch on Twitch. All right, basically, if you don't enjoy the shit you find here, tough luck. It isn't for you. It's for the psychiatrists and psychologists who locked me in this padded room with Mambo No. 5 on repeat.
