"why don't you find me attractive anymore?" said the sexy little king. batman looked the other way, pretending not to care.

for the 5th time she tried to handle him his lipstick. sometimes he took a bit of persuasion.

Thou shall have one on my johnson, lest the music denigrated will become. Finger pointed!

the two grey mites, with thin wooden legs, are about to cross the fat blue line

*WHITE DEFAULT BACKGROUND - NOTHING ELSE*

brown guy, with black suit, blue scarf, standing with a yellow chinese baby in a crib.

bus dreams of house.. yes, doesn't that sound intriguing?

Zombies vs. Necrophiles

the last few months spent in the washing machine has left my world spinning. water is coming out of my ears and nose, fuck, i miss the dryer

sensitive crying tree. i think it's sad because its red apples look like pimples.

i know this! it's a sour tomato. :)

bring it on