Barkeater Lake by Corey Pandolph for August 05, 2012
August 04, 2012
August 06, 2012
Transcript:
Poor, poor toothbrush... Precariously perched upon the porcelain precipice... Each morning & night, I press your plastic pricklies into my plentiful plaque. And when I've finished preening my precious pearlies I push onward, leaving you to ponder your pitiful plight.
I don’t think a single one is new. Which?