I don’t care if it’s a digital recreation of a photograph taken fifty years ago and four thousand miles away: I can smell him.
May 28, 2015 at 3:05 am
Now that’s what I call preparation for the “Fare Thee Well” shows. Encourage imagination to the point of gross perceptual disruption. You can call it the acidless test!
May 28, 2015 at 10:55 am
♬jingle jangle string warts♫
May 28, 2015 at 1:16 pm
Synethesia is overrated.
That’s the purplest thing I’ve ever heard.
May 28, 2015 at 3:42 pm
Damn, that’s a fine young Pig.
June 1, 2015 at 4:25 pm
Afraid Jerry had him beat from 1983 -1986 in the stank dept.
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