Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Navel lint

Cue bombchickabowbow porn music. Turn the lights down. It’s time to get busy. In other words, it’s ON.

And as I go south, it’s suddenly, screechingly OFF. Like nine kinds of OFF.


I was sorta hoping that your body would be a wonderland. Instead, it’s a toxic waste dump up in there. Are you hoarding food or insulating for a hard winter? 
Check your nooks and crannies, people. Smelly belly button crud is a definite downer, and will probably ensure that I’m not going to be traveling down your yummy trail.


Rinsing does not a shower make.


(photo: scienceblogs.com)