I’m touching my keyboard.
I’m touching my keyboard.
Hmmm. Now that is a coincidence. My fingers also seem to be alighting on a keyboard. Just a few moments ago, though, I was touching a wet dog (still summertime here, and the hounds love themselves some swimmin’.)
Gorilla glass.
My balls.
Payroll. [:|]
My keyboard. And it’s a nice one. A really nice one…
My mouse.
The wheel squeaks louder than an old wooden door.
Gerda’s pussy
I’m holding a beer.
Your mom.
Gerda’s pussy
Sounds kind of like a ‘grunge’ also-ran from the 90s that never got off the ground…
Imagining the marquee sign now:
TONIGHT AT LOUNGE AX:
- TAD
- LOVE BATTERY
- SKIN YARD
- GERDA’S PUSSY
DOORS 8PM / START 9PM
21 + OVER
The cassette single of “I Touch Myself,” by The Divinyls.