I spend far too much time coming up with the perfect name for the punk band that I will never form. The one that belts out thought-provoking songs about politics and religion and the Kardashians and breaks Hummel figurines onstage and noses in the first row. Our first album will be "Pass the Placenta, Please." So far the contenders for my badass band are:
1) Gummy Spleen
2) Dog Fart
3) Pus Gargle
4) Taint Stabber
5) Satan's Sandbox OR The Devil's Daycare
7) Elder Rape
And, then there is always my old standby...And, welcome to the stage...Magnetic Clit.
Sharing All I KNOW about the fine art of voluptuating. here's to living the lush life.