Soaking in fine spices and oils, like a mighty sultan of an ancient desert kingdom, she lifted a tiny glass of champagne with her tiny heiress hand and commanded: "A toast!"
All the partygoers turned towards her, basically uninterested (aside from the fact she was in a bathtub) but knowing if they didn't, there would be hell to pay.
"To America!" She slurred. "Fuck the world and all its madness!"
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Movement still...
'Rapture' pages to feast your eyes upon. Justin Stewart gains his artistic abilities by feasting on wayward Salvation Army bell ringers. They were many, now thanks to Justin, they are few.
Thursday, July 31, 2008
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