Paprika Salsa Rider found himself torn between green or red alliances and he often sat in his marination bubble wishing he was never born into the zesty spice pockets of life as they were exhausting.
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.
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Leaf me, please.
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Whoever came up with this must have been a freaking genius.
Artwork by Wallbanger
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