So, while employing the familiar spirit I less than charming call "the Black Dog" so I can be cryptic and not reveal it's name (even though you'd need the seal) to do some work for some other people an idea sparks. And I say, "hey, how about you get me 3.5 million dollars."
What does the insolent fucking shit say back?
"You don't have enough steak in the world for that."
Okay, fine, I tell him. You get me that money, I'll have someone sculpt you a statue out of steak. It'll be messy, but I'm sure it can be done.
"Only if it's a Catholic virgin."
So... If you happen to know a Catholic virgin who sculpts using meat let me know. We can be rich together. 'Cuz I'll share if that happens. I mean, I knew he'd say no. But it was worth a shot, right?
6 comments:
Can it be a sculpture OF a catholic virgin? Out of Steak?
Cause, you know, DIBS!
Totally worth it.
Well I will offer my services :) I was once a Catholic virgin, I still have the skirt from Catholic school somewhere. And really what is time?
Of course my current universe as a practicing sex magickian thing might not be what the dog had in mind :)
Hey-o, just found this post on cake wrecks and thought it fit in nicely!
Lmao. So funny.
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