i dig round, fat boys. preferably those under the age of 10.
but now, before you throw me into a prison cell accusing me of being a paedophile, i suggest you put your imagination to good use and envision these balloon-shaped boys bouncing on a trampoline.
the toilet bowl has got to be one of the most interesting object invented. it flushes shit and sends it to neverneverland. enough said.
i wonder how it feels like to flush your head down that.
thats a frog. i like frogs. i believe kissing a frog will bring you to the toilet bowl to have a jolly good time vomitting. i love frogs.
i like looking at people's ulcers, making out weird things from crack marks on walls and wonder how it feels like to eat a tube of lipstick and bite someone's pimple. i think every individual secretly harbours a desire to eat barbie's hair and have a hot pink ass that talks.
