selling silly putty door-to-door

I have been suppressing this urge again. I tell you. It's been difficult. But now, brought to you by my lack of self control and my ability to do as I please, in no particular order: satsumas, man thighs, man kissing, cross-dressing, shamans, an evil cockney, moar cross-dressing, Richard Ayoade, and the moon.

Ladies and gentlemen I present to you: ( My Fandom )

Ahh, that feels much better.