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Supporting the Arts. With Nudity!
So I went to a sex shop last night. Like ya do.
And I think I figured out what I want for my next birthday. And how I want to decorate my apartment.
This is amazing. It’s like a Color Run. But instead of running, you get to roll around naked, which is just SO MUCH BETTER than running! You’re naked, and you throw paint on each other, and you tussle around on this blank canvas, and then it’s ART.
Fuck you, Degas — your silly little dancers totally should have done this.
Da Vinci, you bush-league bastard! Why didn’t YOU think of this?! Mona Lisa would have had a WAY bigger smile!
If you guys get this for me, and then also bring me a playmate (Wait! Make that an “artistic collaborator!”), I’ll SHOW you “Expressionism.” My birthday is in a couple of months. Make it so!