DOES THIS LOOK LIKE HEAVEN?
I'm an unnamed burlap sack full of something squishy, sticky, and wet.
Here are some factoids about yours truly.
- Sometimes if you lean very close you can hear what sounds like the gurgling of gastrointestinal distress.
- Every once in a blue moon whatever is in that sack kicks a little.
- The smell of cigarette smoke causes it great distress.
- The sack has no other social media. Don't ask.
- It greatly enjoys being doused in NOS Sonic Sour energy drinks.