Where Next, Columbus?

You know, every new day brings the happy possibility of a new and surprisingly exciting depravity which you couldn't have imagined or anticipated. It's a slippery slope, and whenever you think you're happily wallowing around at the very bottom of it there is always someone there with a pair of bloody nylons over their face and a mini sex doll in their hand to show you the way. And I think to myself what a wonderful world.




See? That is some marvellously imaginative pervitude.