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There's no warning about cookies on this site because I don't use them. I would have no idea what to do with your information. Can you pawn it for drugs?
The burning question for most visitors here is "the fuck is Wombstretcha, anyhow?"
I'm glad you asked, Johnny. You see, billions of years ago, the Earth was a molten mass of... wait, what? Oh, yes, the info.
My name is Wombstretcha the Magnificent, a retired rapper from the West coast. Specifically, from Portland, Oregon, but don't let that fool you, I'm not some kind of tacky hipster. I'm just regular tacky.
The point of this site is to have a dumping ground for the crap that falls out of my head. Usually graphics or articles, but sometimes videos or other media. If you're wondering about the music, see the music page to find out pretty much all you need to know.
It should be noted that I am just one guy, and with few exceptions(which will be noted), every last bit of content and design on this site is my explicit fault. I don't schedule posts, I'm not on a timeline, and (so far) nobody's paying me to make any of this.
If you would like to pay me for any/no good reason, please visit the contact page and throw me a line.
So, if it's been a while since an update, well, either I'm busy with something else, not around, or simply don't have any good ideas. Or, I should say, don't have any ideas period, since none of this is the result of good ideas.