I still want to bulk buy these and adonize batch pink.
And it would still get stuck in my hair…
now THIS is what I’m fucking talking about
EDIT: IT FUNCTIONS AS A FUCKING ORANGE PEELER, AND EVEN A LAMP IF YOU HAVE A STRING AND SOME OIL. SERIOUSLY???
JUST IN CASE YOU APPARENTLY NEED AN EMERGENCY ONE FOR RELIGIOUS SERVICES?
Looks like it would hold an incense stick nicely as well.
The need I have for these is so great I can’t breathe
Fuck weaponising femininity
Erik’s a DJ on Genoshan Radio who is interviewing Dr Xavier, a foreign celebrity, but instead of talking about science and politics, as advertised, they end up giggling and geeking out about genes and mutations and talking about books and music and films and they argue because Erik kind of forgets they’re on air and afterwards he would be mortified about doing such fluff instead of a serious interview except their ratings are sky-high except everyone thinks it’s the best thing ever and that keeps downloading podcasts to listen them falling for each other live.
"My sister’s a huge fan of your work."
"Really? What does she like about the show? The penetrating inter—"
A helpless giggle. Too many innuendos flown back and forth already to keep this one from sounding even the least bit innocent.
"No, don’t laugh. I mean it. The penetr—"
A snort. "I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Erik, I can’t—" A deep inhalation. "Okay, no, I’m fine. Keep going."
"Your sister, you were saying. She likes my show?"
"Is it the political talk?" An attempt to salvage an interview that is careening desperately off the rails. Not that either party sounds as if he particularly cares.
"No, it’s more the fact that she adores your voice."
"Oh does she?"
"Mind you, she’s not the only one."