i wish i could live inside of jason turner.

it would be like taking up residence in the sistine chapel, only looking to the hallowed walls of his intestines, spleen, and miniature penis, instead of looking up at god touching that other guys finger. Sometimes i would rub jason turners belly from the inside, or help him push his poop out- jason turners internal dung beetle diligently rolling turds around. I would slosh around the acid in his stomach, as if I were in a wave pool at a water park.

i get nauseous in wave pools, and maybe I would throw up inside of jason turner, who would in turn throw up my throw up, and we would be one.

i don't know how i would get that small, although i am pretty tiny already, and considering the size of some of the things jason turner has gotten inside of his asshole, it shouldn't be much of a problem.

sleep tight tonight jason turner, i am coming inside of you.