I see England, I see France, I see someone’s penis.
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I see England, I see France, I see someone’s penis.
At least the title is appropriate.
Just a friendly, decorative reminder that this meal could be your last. Enjoy the meatloaf, kids!
The bipolar clown posse.
I hereby tender my resignation from the Clean Plate Club effective immediately after dessert.
I’ve seen worse owl tattoos.
I like to call this piece of art an “ode to firework makers.”
To an adult this says:
“I’m weird art.”
To a kid this says:
“Maybe it’s lipstick or maybe it’s blood but either way, I’m gonna eat your face off in your dreams so don’t steal, eat all your vegetables and enjoy that lifelong irrational fear of oceans.”
Whoever blinks first gets eaten.
Prison decor.
