I told you she looked nice, didn't I? So fine, I never even named it, but it is catalogued in my litany of horror. Of course, now you're really off the path I so carefully laid out. Who knows where you are, so here's a chance to get back on track:
This is where you began your maiden voyage, my fair traveler. Shall you care to begin anew, click along these words.
This here's the pretty in pink quote page, full of many gems and illness. or...
Sneak back in here, where somebody's sure to try and snatch your spirit. Or course, you can always follow along to...
More and more torment.
Something a touch enlightening, like a religion that screws with your brain chemistry.
How about a ready-mix cement enema? That would feel good. Imagine the releif when I chisel it out.
But knowing the sick bastard that you are, you're hankerin' for a photo of a dead guy falling off the commode. Am I right? Move over Kenny Kingston, here's a little sightseeing tour diversion. Enjoy the rest of your voyage as you fly AIR HYPNOKRISHNA (and stay away from the pork chops, like this guy should have.)
