Seriously, when is enough enough? I'm as much a fan of The San' as the next man - oftentimes I fally asleep rubbing myself and muttering his name into the darkness, for instance, and I'm planning on naming my next pet Stephen Sanders and maybe dressing it up to look how I'd imagine the PROC's Steve looks when he's dressed in his finest - and occasionally there's an inspired Sanders options in a PROC poll but have refrences to everyone's favourite Steve gone overboard?
I'd include a poll but given the subject matter it'd eat its own face and I'd be a laughing stock before it even got off the interground.
Stevie? Stevie-o? What do you think? Weigh in there, bigfella. Are you flattered? Creeped out? Disgusted? Aroused? Have we lost the run of ourselves? Is it time for you to take back your ownership of your self or are you for the ages now, an indefinable constant in the back of our minds and someday, please god, in the back of my wardrobe, where I'll put a tutu on you and feed you caterpillars and pinecones?
I'd include a poll but given the subject matter it'd eat its own face and I'd be a laughing stock before it even got off the interground.
Stevie? Stevie-o? What do you think? Weigh in there, bigfella. Are you flattered? Creeped out? Disgusted? Aroused? Have we lost the run of ourselves? Is it time for you to take back your ownership of your self or are you for the ages now, an indefinable constant in the back of our minds and someday, please god, in the back of my wardrobe, where I'll put a tutu on you and feed you caterpillars and pinecones?