Posted 13 April 2012 - 11:31 AM
Look down. Back up. Where are you? You’re in an underground alternate universe with the man your man will never write like. What’s that in your hand? Back at me. I have it. It’s Batman, except now it’s the Dick Grayson version because his bum is that thing you love. Now look again. The tickets are now white German Shepherds!
Everything is possible when your man’s hair has a consciousness of its own. I’m on a horse.
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