All right, who marked my squid as NSFW?
It’s a squid.
It’s. A. Squid.
It. Is. A. Stuffed. Squid.
I made it with my sewing machine. Based on a DIY post on this very site. If you are seeing something untoward in it, or gross or ucky or something, I don’t know what to say to you other than, it’s a fucking squid. What? You think it’s some weird sexy thing? Dude. Gross.
What, the “draw me like one of your French girls” thing? It’s a joke dude. There are a hundred more like it on this hell forsaken website. If you saw my squid and your first thought was “Man, she’s probably doing something nasty with that squid” just-just-block me. Or get lost. Or something. Go home. Take a nap. Eat a salad. Drink some tea. Eat a pudding cup and watch cartoons. Anything. Just get off my blog and leave me and my stuffed squid alone.
The Paradox Machine 