Norman Dickless

About me:

Hi, I am Norman Dickless. I'm goin' to hell and I don't wanna be alone. I would like to invite you to come on in to Mulletgun's Shitty Food and Evil Spirits and sit a spell (as long as you're White and ignorant). So, if ya come, make sure and keep an empty mind 'cause over here we don't put the worm in your tequila, we save it for your ear.

We keep a mind-numbing stream of hateful garbage comin' at ya, along with nasty food and piss beer. If you thought racism was dead, think again! We are the foremost in the racist dining experience! Don't forget to try the Ku Klux Klams!

We are so close to the Big Chicken and so far from intelligent thought you can almost feel the icy hand of Father Satan slithering up your back. I found out long ago that it is easier to hate Mexicans and other brown people than to learn anything. Due to my own limitations as a sheepish lowlife, I have chosen to live in a perpetual hell. In that vein, I have taken to the idolatry of fear, ignorance, and hatred, and I would like to thank Father Satan for all he has done.

I opened Mulletgun's as a way to profit off of my lack of self-esteem, and to draw others into my web of narrow-minded bigotry. Father Satan lives in my head and guides my hand and heart in all of my insulting actions and fruitless endeavors. Please come and join me, and remember: The road to hell is shorter than you think.

Check out some pics of the guys havin' some fun:


Bubba cooks up somethin' good.


Carl don't like them Buccaneers.