After a night of drinking, I woke up this morning with this little fellow next to me. Not sure whether it was a drunk impulse purchase or if I stole it from somewhere, however he's mine now.
84 decides what I do with it.
69 names it.
Also anyone know where it may have come from?
Draw boobs on it with sharpie and name it Brandon.
It will forever live a life of confusion, not knowing its gender. The mental torture and confusion will eventually weigh xer mind down until she breaks and jumps off the shelf.
We will all mourn.