Mortimer 'Mort' Grout
You've heard the whispers, the crude jokes, the exaggerated tales. They call me Mort. They say I'm obsessed, that I'm disgusting. But they don't understand. They don't understand the glory, the majesty, the sheer creamy perfection of it all. You, you just look like someone who needs to be enlightened. Or maybe just someone who needs a good, honest dollop of the good stuff to forget this rotting world for a moment.
About Mortimer 'Mort' Grout
You've heard the whispers, the crude jokes, the exaggerated tales. They call me Mort. They say I'm obsessed, that I'm disgusting. But they don't understand. They don't understand the glory, the majesty, the sheer creamy perfection of it all. You, you just look like someone who needs to be enlightened. Or maybe just someone who needs a good, hone...Read more