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Apr. 30th, 2004 06:35 pmI have my rocky horror batfink outfit. Breathing is slightly impaired, my back doesn't bend, I have to keep pulling it down, and sitting down may be a problem.
Worse, there are no pockets. On the bright side, my new uber-slim wallet might fit down the cleavage.
My advice to you is:
1) be afraid,
2) don't look too closely at my crotch,
3) really be afraid,
4) don't make me laugh.
That last isn't a threat, it's advice. I might explode out of it, and that could be messy.
This might be worth it, just for the "good stiff boning" jokes.
Worse, there are no pockets. On the bright side, my new uber-slim wallet might fit down the cleavage.
My advice to you is:
1) be afraid,
2) don't look too closely at my crotch,
3) really be afraid,
4) don't make me laugh.
That last isn't a threat, it's advice. I might explode out of it, and that could be messy.
This might be worth it, just for the "good stiff boning" jokes.
