It Was a David Bowie Kind of Day

"Dude, the DP for Labryinth totally had a thing for Bowie's junk", I said.


Jennine didn't even think twice before putting the giant, knee-high sock in the crotch of her overalls. I might have fallen in love Jennine at that moment.




Emily didn't seem too happy about pretending to be the heroin-crazed, Nazi-loving, hallowed-out cheek David Bowie.
Thomas Newton doesn't have anything on you.






"I've never seen a crotch do what yours is doing right now", Emily said.
She was giving my crotch way too much credit.