The first full story showcasing the cast of Jersey Shore, including Walt, Nate, Shannon, Rene and introducing Kardissa the Russian boxer. I spent a crapload of time writing and revising it. Please take a moment to read through it, it's funny at parts and doesn't totally suck, i swear. why each picture has a star trek character in the background? I have no clue.

Criticism is welcome please enjoy.

Also, update on my arts: Jersey Shore character drawing DONE. I posted the initial draft of earlier this week. I have an idea for a small comic that will hopefully cause some kind of crossover competition/contest/partnership with

Also started a Law of Averages fanfic? I don't what the hell is with me lately.
All this and more coming up on SOCIAL SYPHILIS

Best Regards,
The Social Syphilis

So if any of you poked around this page recently, you may have noticed things got a little less...sexier than you remembered. Well that instinct was correct my little chickities, the guard dogs at DA found and mauled the pieces "Kids and their...VD" and "He stubbed his toe and whatever" the two art pieces depicting Jimm and Meg in the natural act of naughty business. Also, they were my two most favorited pieces on this account, SOOOO that's a pretty big bummer. I can maybe try and find a new site to post them on, I'm not really sure yet.

Anyway, enjoy the non-sexy parts of the gallery, if you find a drawing of some of the gang in a room and find it particularly boring, I've found it helps to imagine there's people having sex in the next room. It's simple AND fun.

-UPDATE: Despite it being up for almost a year, the Jimm-Meg Lemon story was also taken down. Weak. The Fuck. Sauce.

Until next time,
The Social Syphilis

Jimm stepped cautiously into the crimson-colored room. Perfume hung heavy in the air, as if in an attempt to cover up another smell. Like flowers over a...

"Hello Judas" the soft lips parted and purred.

...corpse

"Hey how's it going." Jimm was attempting to keep it strictly business.

"What can I do...to help you?" The mistress of night smirked.

"I need information, about bloodsuckers." [Just keep your mind off her tits. Don't look at her she's built for lust. She's gonna try and seduce you, DON'T FUCKING LET HER!]

"Well, to get that kind of information, you're going to have to work it out of me..." she whispered as she slithered to the edge of her large, soft bed.

Jimm looked down at her big dark eyes, only to see the tented material at the crotch of his pants.

[Sigh] thought Jimm, [My dick can be a real fuckin' dick sometimes...]

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[FOR EXAMPLE OF WHAT A GREAT EPIC WRITING/ART PROJECT LOOKS LIKE, LOOK AT PROJECT LOA ]


As Always,
The Social Syphilis

Love isn't staying with someone who makes you unhappy. Sometimes love is telling that someone to eat a bag of soggy cunts, and then never talk to them again." -Jimm



[FOR EXAMPLE OF WHAT A GREAT EPIC WRITING/ART PROJECT LOOKS LIKE, LOOK AT PROJECT LOA ]


As Always,
The Social Syphilis

Hello small but loyal fanbase. The Social Syphilis has decided to attempt the impossible: update the motherfuck outta this site, to get it up and running like a real life consuming writing project. [FOR EXAMPLE LOOK AT PROJECT LOA ]

What does this mean for her already awesome fans? Updates. Lots of em. Lots of art, lots of story ideas or snippits creating a larger picture for what the shit is suppose to be going on.

Once I load this baby up, I'll probably sell out and do one of those Adcast things to try and get more people interested.

So for those of you [two] who are sweet enough to comment on the art already, I love you.

To the rest of you, wake the fuck up and show me some love.


Wish me luck,
The Social Syphilis