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That certainly is odd.
I saw this once, on a rock.
oh lordy, the children the children!
Is it me or is there something very very wrong about the placement of that switch?
I’m guessing it only looks like that when it’s turned on?
Blimey. The girl’s got her hand on it. (splutter)
“I am the resERECTION and I am the light switch …”
thank you, i’m here all week.
Lord, forgive them, they know not what good product design looks like.
how naughty!
Dear God! Er, so to speak.
Where can I buy one?
Thats funny. The switch looks like a willy. Thats really funny in fact, and really really clever too. Isn’t it funny when people make things that look like other things? Like this one time at bandcamp, I put mushrooms up my t-shirt and tucked my willy in between my legs so I looked like a girl. The camp leader caught me doing it, then fucked me in the ass hard for 3 hours and called me Jessica, even though my name is Mike. It was kind of exciting though.
I’d be switching it on and off all day, till my thumb bled and I made mess on the wall. Then I’d rape a donkey. Why? Because I can.
My mum has these all over her house. But instead of a short stubby switch, she has longer ones, about 8 inches. They are also made of flesh, and protrude from my fathers trousers, and to be honest, there is only one. Sorry for lying. In fact, I haven’t got a mum. Just a badger called Neil, who likes it up the dirt pipe.
And on the second day God said “Let there be light” or children with their hair matted in harry monk. Show me the way father!