The Metaphysical Hooligan
Eh, I’ll yank that last prom pic because I kind of feel bad for the kid. Instead, I’ll post the Metaphysical Hooligan.
Because every so often a HCwDB pic comes along that’s like having your soul mugged by metaphysical hooligans.
You know metaphysical hooligans. Those unemployed slacker spirits who hang out by the ethereal bus stop near the corner where abstract thought meets conceptual space-time.
That place beyond matter, light and energy, where pure electromagnetic waves come together to form the universal spirit.
And then get bitch-slapped by the utter, undeniable reality of this pic’s huge douche with pierced nipples.
Carly has an unconventional sexyness. Some may complain, but to me, she is that Laura San Giacomo Italian seductress that twinkles my oscillating electrons.
But what vibrates the rhythmic “Om” of the Universal Harmonic Resonance is one simple fact:
The Metaphysical Hooligan sucks alpaca balls.
