Wednesday, November 27, 2024

Bay Nona: The Aesthetic of Duct Tape

 

 

Andy is that protruding yellow fruit actually strapped sadistically to it's fate to a blank wall of eternity by that old culprit, none other than Duck Tape. How cruel that the fruit sausage of herbivorial respite be forever damned in the court of public persecution. Alas it is to late. But now we all have hope that we now have the power to liberate the next Velvet Underground. Can it ever be returned to it's former passé?

Is it ok to get an erection? Or is it becoming a criminal offense? I realize I am an odd and slightly unquantified defense lawyer for a fruit who has already been disabled and consumed. First we need to find out if the fruit did anything more nefarious than fall from a tree. Gravity? It couldn't be that simple. Let's up the complexity.

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