John: Heaven’s Portals are now open for business. That mural, first of all, then the holy water fount, then the banker’s lamp with the faux stained glass. And back to the mural again. This is what it means when the senses reel.
Gods, cupids, angels — and meaty buns … hard-as-granite meaty buns … please-be-seated meaty buns. I need to lie down now. Medic the room is spinning.
An angel with singed wings (brilliant touch) swoops down with … what, a hula hoop?… no, surely a crown (could that be, of thorns? oh, puleeze!) for our buzz-cut art-lover and damaged altar boy.
Storm clouds part, a …. god? goddess? mermaid? … lifts an elegiac arm, and all the heavens hail the momentous revelation of a perineum in thong, pulled open for full penetration.
Even the clothes, lying willy-nilly, suggest that a blinding manifestation has whirlwinded though the room, stopping only to smoke a Kools from the cigarette pack on the table. And by the way, what is that color scheme… papaya? The lime-skin shutters, the orange-pulp walls?
No matter. The message is clear: Damaged altar boy seeks same, liturgical-acting only.
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Fucking hot….never even saw the mural
Do I detect a tinge of whip mark on one cheek?
“….Father forgive me, but I have…..*ouch!*”
Well, now I’ve seen everything. For many months I’ve been commenting on the various “rooms from hell”, but this is the first “heavenly” take on a an ad for sexual fulfillment! All I want to know is if this man is the artist of the mural which wraps around the corner, covering the “70’s avocado green” shutter on the opposite wall (a medicine cabinet, a sex toy storage area?)and the other, what, to close off the matching trimmed window? Given the placement of the other furniture, I’m guessing the leather couch is not right up against the wall, to allow for up close viewing of the tromp-l’oeil painted Madonnna shrine, leaf accents and of course, the focal point: “Fall from Grace meets a Palm Springs Pool Party.” Truly a modern take on Michaelangelo lying on his back to do the Sistine Chapel, except this guy is belly down, admiring his work and hoping others will do the same. If the key rack is real, not painted, I can only imagine what must be hung there: handcuffs!
there’s a mural in there? I just saw hot round bubble meat ass.
yum.
ohh…now I see the room.
What’s a mural?
while the mural is delightful, and the buns are certainly ‘meaty’ the thong looks like in needs to be washed. I am curious about that lone arch support that was tossed aside. It looks so destitute, so sad, so lonely. Why did it get thrown over there away from it’s mate? Perhaps it too is advertising for a partner in this picture? “love my mural, love my meaty buns and love my arch support!”
Gootch (is that as in, “Gootch-y Gootch-y” ?)
A mural is a painting on a wall, ceiling, or other large permanent surface.
The angels wept…
Then they deliver a 21″ Zinik rim.
It’s all so bad! I can’t take it all in.