I’ve been back from Japan for the last three days and I’m still trying to process all the bizarre shit I’ve seen and done. Boob pudding, ancient prostitution, Japanese sex dungeons, too much silverware, various other things that can’t be unseen…that sort of thing. Not that I wasn’t prepared, I mean. When I originally left for Japan I was told that on every street corner I would be assaulted with disturbing vending machines selling used schoolgirl underwear and their bottled spit. Lies.
If your open buy OK?! And why don't I get butterflies in my Sno Cones?
You didnt see any condoms walking around with butterfly filled snowcones? False advertising, Im telling Santa!