Carlton Crow would overcompensate with laser leggings to avoid any discussion related to his flared wing
Divine intervention was enacted with the public’s overuse of the word ‘banger’
Steve never walked wearily down the street at any time on Earth
ABOUT THE ARTIST
Berthed from mischievous leprechauns near technicolor shadow lands surrounding Honah Lee, Theodore Wallbanger rides mysterious sparkle railcars bursting with crunchy cotton candy clouds dispatched from slippery erotic massage vixens who rage pillow laugh hourly within a splintered transportation module that screams along butterscotch wonder tracks forming vibrations for audiences across Sugar Hill Mountain.
Artwork by Wallbanger
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