The Journal of Ephemeral Inspiration

The Journal of Ephemeral Inspiration promises a neverending spew of pointless minutae, brilliant yet useless ideas, troublingly cruel commentary and emphatic musings on whatever shiny object happens to catch our collective eye. Always remember, hate the game, not the playa.

Friday, April 22, 2005

A Thousand Words: Yes Sir

So many things going on here... let's start with the less obvious: he endured massive amounts of time under the needle; the craftsmanship is pretty impressive; his physique and courage indicate he could probably kick anyone's ass... and he just can't get enough of the bald merman handjobs. And this is on his back. Can you imagine what must be on his chest? I'm guessing it involved unicorns and lube. Just a guess, don't hit me, sir.

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