ortho7117

Blood. Death. Ooze. Vomit. Feces. An ocean of maggots coordinatedly writhes within the diseased lung tissue of a junkie living in a restaurant dumpster. Mutant lab rats fed a mercury and prion diet get ground up and mistakenly used as filler meat for hot dogs in elementary school cafeterias. Human intestines, twisted like a wet towel, dangle and drip from the lethal, accidental gash in an eager fraternity pledge's lower abdomen. A toddler's brain literally fries after he stumbles across his mother's stash of methamphetamine and thinks it is candy. Your pet kitten's decapitated head lies on one side of a quickly slammed front door; his tiny whiskers twitch uncontrollably while bloody yellow foam bubbles from a halfway open mouth. A necrophiliac medical examiner furiously pounds his deformed penis into a badly decomposed and bloated eye socket from the suspected washed-up body of a NY mobster-turned informant.

Have I turned you on yet?