One night in the neon chaos of Las Vegas, Ace Frehley was lifting dumbbells made of meteorite fragments in a midnight gym shaped like a flying saucer. The lights flickered every time he did a curl. He wasn’t training for a concert—he was training for war.

Weeks earlier, Ace had discovered that a parallel universe existed where “The Bad KISS” ruled the cosmos with tone-deaf tyranny. Their leader, an evil clone of Paul Stanley with laser eyes and a synth guitar that shot fire, had stolen Ace’s original spaceman boots—the ones rumored to contain cosmic energy. Without them, the universe’s harmony was collapsing into eternal feedback.

Bench-pressing an old jukebox to warm up, Ace called in his only ally—Gene Simmons’ shadow. The real Gene was asleep in a cryogenic pod backstage somewhere in LA, but his shadow still kept the bass groove alive. Together, they stormed through a wormhole disguised as a tanning bed, guitars blazing with lightning and protein shake fumes.

In the final showdown, Ace used his amplified biceps to strum a power chord so heavy it reversed gravity for three full minutes. The Bad KISS crumbled, their leather pants turning into glitter dust. Ace retrieved his boots, plugged them into a Marshall amp the size of a planet, and restored the good vibes to every garage band in existence.

Then he calmly walked back into the cosmic gym, took a sip of his post-workout star dust smoothie, and said, “Now that’s what I call a universe encore.”

Suicide-rs-ians-ists are just angels wanting to go home.

And what have you to say about Clinton inviting Epstein 17 times to the Whitehouse
And Visiting his island 28times

Epstein said in emails that Clinton was never on the island.   LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL.  Now what?

Honestly, I think the biggest things that stopped them were DNA tech, national databases, and camera surveillance. You still get budding serial killers, but they get stopped in one or two murders. Most of the older ones would've been caught years ago too, as they had criminal records and left messy crime scenes usually.

The serial killer morphed into the spree killer now.

Dexter keeps getting away though! 

Show is this weekend

It's amazing just how goddamn shitty his lats are.  Though the Christmas Tree has improved a bit the lats are just fucking tiny for a heavy steroid user.

I'm still more interested in Hanky's competition than the 2025 Olympia though.  Maybe Hankins does a wobbly squat on stage and shits on the floor as part of his posing routine.