Inscrutable pageantries of absurdity written in penis dribble.
As devastating as advertised.
Hyper-objective schematics put through its paces. A full-on romance with matter-of-fact pronouncements slipping fluidly between empty exchanges, broad generalities, and imperceptible non-answers. There's a lot to like.
Humorless curmudgeon. Dandy, vagabond, sexpot to the hilt. A carefully considered complexity creaking under the weight of cutesy heartsick coos and disfigured jelly dongs carousing the delicate swarms of dream-logic ganglia or whatever.
