Yes, I am still suffering from the terminal disease known as CarrotTopalitis. There’s is nothing that can be done. I have a severe unnatural obsession with a mutant science experiment. I don’t even know why, because I’ve heard it through the cherry tomato vine that Carrot’s stick looks like a baby carrot on a pile of saffron. I don’t care. I’d bounce on that mini carrot until it turned into baby food.
I am fully aware that he looks like Jackie Stallone on roids. Scratch that. I think Jackie is already on roids. Jackie Stallone on A LOT of roids.
Blame my disease. The fact that I’d let Carrot Top go fire balls deep is enough to have me institutionalized for the rest of my days.
Here’s my favorite fire crotch leaving Dan Tana’s in Los Angeles last night.