Will the new iPhone enable me to project a trumpet-like apparatus that blows lethal bubbles, even when I am engulfed in flames?
platypusdelight said: So fucking creepy, but don't interpret that as an insult.
Raising miniature donkeys in captivity from fragile eggs to full-grown predators can present daunting challenges to an aquarium staff.
I bathe in cricket’s milk so I don’t have to photoshop my nudes as much. A 12 oz. can of barn owl contains about 10 tsp. of marionette. Animals often like me because we have the same taste in hip hop. People who possess special glands that filter the salt out of seawater are more likely to agree with each other. The limbless child remembers when the plaza was all covered in string. How terrified the mules will be when my 16’ stuffed alpaca hurtles toward them, spouting fire and appearing to move of its own free will. Lookin’ ass cuttlefish or octopods sometimes attain a very great size, and sailors tell wonderful stories about them. I’m not certain that my pet rock died of natural causes. This week’s artist exhibits a curled proboscis, suggesting it originates from a leafy grove cultivated in honor of the sightless dead. I only morph into soil recreationally on weekends, with the faith that gardening could never happen to me personally. Kawaii flatulence evolved from a humble cattle-catching tool into a sport that delights millions with its complex patterns of verbal abuse. (basket? furnace? jug? tub? cask? funnel? squid! gearwheel! goblet! smoke! syntax!) My eyeballs just turned into ripe kumquats and fell out of my head.