"Oh bliss! Bliss and heaven! Oh, it was gorgeousness and gorgeousity made flesh. It was like a bird of rarest-spun heaven metal or like silvery wine flowing in a spaceship, gravity all nonsense now. As I slooshied, I knew such lovely pictures!"
Uh, I fucking hate weekends sitting on mah fucking ass.
But at least Beethoven's still cool :P It's weird to be looking at porn while Beethoven's playing in the background :P
Oh, and something fucking terrifying: