Friday, June 12, 2009

Also also

a vestige of my cocaine-addicted compulsively-masturbating past is that part of me is constantly on the lookout for everyday objects that can be used as artificial vaginas. For instance, we just got flowers shipped to the office with a freezer pack to keep them fresh, and it has melted into a bag of fleshlike gel, and I'm stealing it to take home
and fuck tonight.


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