Leg! Legacy commission points! Blarg blarg!

She was upset about the physics of cheese. 

Our instrument is made of meat, and every one is different. 

I’m looking forward to a good night’s sleep on the soil of a friend. 

Jesus came inside me. 

You should have realized that when he didn’t have a giant beaver up his back. 

It’s, like, his comfort bone. 

It’s just weird to talk about boundaries with someone you regularly sit on. 

I was in the meat room, wrapping some meat. 

This dress makes me feel like a urethra. But in a good way. 

Someone’s nana is currently bunkbedding with a muntjac and apparently that’s okay. 

I whacked mine off this weekend.