Well, I see a slightly deformed pelvis, soaked in pomegranate juice and then smeared with wasabi. Whatever that means.
The best man’s ass. The pant-patterning remnants. Two ornamental wax roses. Sat on during dinner and now the flower girl’s sole source of diversion in a room full of dancing adults, too drunk and self absorbed to care.
alright i can’t see anything but this
Looks like superhero-villian mask
Two scowling bison, kissing. Covered in jam. OK, and wasabi.