Well, by a bizarre twist of coincidence, the theme for this year's Parade is Poovery Through The Ages (although not that exact title, obviously), and one can choose to express one's inner sssibilance in clothing from any 20th Century decade (or, um, this 21st Century one). So... I could well be a plushly-escutcheoned 1970s penis, say, or perhaps a 1980s-style Neville Brody-esque Buffalo Cock.
This is all somewhat speculative, however, as I cannot shift Xoc's snoring bulk from the bed, and suspect we'll be skipping the Parade and whisking our bekilted tushes straight to Hyde Park.
Sorry to miss y'all - and I only think you're a partial arse, JtB. You're still a third of my Barbelith Fantasy Threesome... |
