I was cleaning my room today and I found expired condoms, so, of course, I blew one up into a balloon, drew a happy face on it and went out at 5am to hang it up on the tree near the bench where all the old ladies hang out. I just feel bad I'm not gonna see the reactions. Then again, the old ladies probably won't even know it's a condom.
What do you want for you? Just for you. - An ignis fatuus in the mind
16 September 2009 @ 05:26 am
What do you want for you? Just for you.