Rendezvous With Anus

This is the flier for the art show I'm in on Saturday.


My work will be on display.


Showing my paintings is more personal than gaping.


It's harder than anything I've ever stuck in my ass.


Nothing could ever take the place of sex though.


Once you do porno, it's in your soul, permanently.


I asked Dave to take a picure of us like this.


I'm glad I realized how useful a porno mind can be, before my own image starts to repulse me.


Bambu has learned to snuggle just like the cat.


He mimics her technique of sitting directly on the chest.


I'm scared that we are overfeeding him. I don't want him to end up like one of the fat babies on Maury.


Dave said that will never happen.


I don't need to worry.


I'm putting six paintings in the art show.


I bought this for Dave today to remind him how much I love him.