The high life

Meet the pest you never knew you needed enter your field of vision, and join this voracious feeder flirting with hypothermia on a mid-body flatulent adventure to chronic brain freeze.

Venting off your excess heat perched on a remodelled cedar quadrupede unravelling an hypothetical newborn with icicles for a nose by every wiggle of your straw. Isn’t that the high life you’ve always dreamed of?

Pay no mind to the disapproving head tilt of the gelato-headed planking shell of a man with a sprinkle overcoat and unnecessarily enticing genitals. Keep sucking the life out of him like every day is a Wednesday night.

The perpendicular refill is on the house.