A rancid Djinn floated out of my lava lamp and granted me three wishes. I spent all three of them putting hand grenades in the pockets of trad faggots who hang out in pubs in tweed jackets.
Being a white american is such a turbo gigaflex if you're anything else how do you not kill yourself
My body have small patches of Rhinoceros skin
When I was 5 I nearly drowned in a glass of lukewarm cola
