- Lady 1: [name redacted] has the smallest dick I’ve ever seen on a grown man
- Lady 2: Baby dick!
- Lady 3: I concur!
- Well, it doesn’t seem to be slowing him down any.
'goodbye old paint' is a folk song my mother used to sing when i was a kid. now it is just one of the many things that add to the fog in my brain. this is all just a tribute to the fog.
"listen, there's a hell of a universe next door. let's go." ~ e.e. cummings.