I saw They Might Be Giants on a ticket I forged myself, wearing a
satyr costume made of homemade fuzzy pants, homemade horns, and glitter affixed to my body with copious amounts of Karo syrup.
Apparantly my nudity constituted a surprise for many of my close friends. I'm enjoying exploring my limits. Public nudity eyes pulled up to my face, away from my shiny jiggly...
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Infidel