I would backstroke through a sandpit filled with banana puree then pole vault blindfolded into a pit of sexually frustrated baboons and fight my way out while wielding only a rusty slinky as my weapon, if it meant I could chew a two year old piece of gum you once spat on the floor of a KFC restroom.
I would backstroke through a sandpit filled with banana puree then pole vault blindfolded into a pit of sexually frustrated baboons and fight my way out while wielding only a rusty slinky as my weapon, if it meant I could chew a two year old piece of gum you once spat on the floor of a KFC restroom.
