when i was a kid my parents bought me an inflatable doll of the Scream by Edvard Munch (??) that was significantly taller than i was at the time and i used to slow-dance with it and pretend it was my boyfriend. It had its hands attached to its head obviously so it felt like he was always a bit horrified to be forced to dance with me
i didn't need no imaginary friends i had Screaming Joe right here !
I love this website I love it when people tell us what's wrong with them
PHRASES ADDED!
"i didn't need no imaginary friends i had Screaming Joe right here !"
"I love this website I love it when people tell us what's wrong with them"
CHARACTER ADDED!
Screaming Joe
“I love this website
I love it when people tell
us what’s wrong with them”
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
