Does the smell of Play-Doh have a brain-smacking visceral effect on you? Have you smelled Demeter's Play-Doh? How about cult fave Luctor et Emergo who's supporters and detractors alike effusively cry "PD!"? The latter is divine, Play-Doh or no, but the point of all this is. Well. This is what occurs on weekend nights of late, kids.
Creatures.
And more, with drawings of boobies for a backdrop.
What's this quarter-life crisis come to?
Creatures.
And more, with drawings of boobies for a backdrop.
What's this quarter-life crisis come to?
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