IRC-Galleria

A talking, Irish cactus donning a sombrero had a falling out with his gay, French moustache, which lead into the absconding of the before mentioned facial hair.
After the caused frustration, the alcoholic cactus obtained his owner's lipstick and proceeded to draw himself a new, swirly moustache with it.

He got caught.
And his owner promtly called him a...

...CROSSDRESSER.



...Yes, this was pointless.
Yes, I've drank a whole 1,5 litre bottle of coke.
Yes, I read pretty weird stuff.
And yes. I am most definitely on the insane side of the rainbow.


BUT! Can you honestly say the mental image you just conjured up was nothing short of hilarious! Eh??!?
...No?

...Well, it makes more sense if you read it yerselves anyway.