Sometimes when I'm feeling blue I spin around on a chair at superluminal speed, kick off my engineer boots and bare my soles to the sky, cut my pubes into a tidy heart and make it fluoresce for mercury detection.
But what happens when I overdose on my own kinetically created euphoria? I trip over the chair, break my leg, bump my head and see stars~*~*~* Oops!
Moral is: be pink, instead.
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photos by Badassjimmy Collin Rae.
(stock image, "Superliminal" by Digital Pierrot.
stock image, "5stars" by unknown)