Audiofilth – Son of Porn

Splinters
Yes, I’ve associated myself with the most obscene and sickening filth that’s ever dirtied your frail little ears. I have read – outloud! – the full text of Joseph D’Lacey‘s short-story, Son Of Porn (from his collection, Splinters), and I’ve recorded the results. Surprisingly, the author and his publisher, Timeline Books, have decided to turn this rot loose upon the world. For free. Yes, that’s right. You can drench yourself in its audiofilth and pay nothing for the experience. In fact, I should pay you for wasting your valuable time listening to such degenerate discharge. I won’t, though. If you want to pollute your imagination, that’s your business. But I’ll not lose money over it. After all, I’ve already lost my innocence by being exposed  to D’Lacey’s fecal and putrid imagination.

If you want to subject yourself to this indisputable proof of civilization’s moral decline, it’s here: Son of Porn by Joseph D’Lacey

I take no responsibility for what happens to your soul after that.

Happy puking.

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Posted on February 16, 2013, in Shameless Self-Promotion. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

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