Forget the movies, forget comic books, forget everything else remotely interesting. Knudsen, self proclaimed King of hairy-legged Canadian weemen and ugly Alabama lesbian sisters, has just spent an hour squatting over a mirror looking up my own ass. Vomit if you have to, but do it quickly because there is still some interest left in the room which I need to capture from you. The human anus is very supple and contracts and expands on a whim. I even tried sitting in the refrigerator in the hope that I could actually see my own farts. No puffs of steam so far, but I did notice that sweetcorn comes out as it goes in. Now, if only I can get my tongue inside my own hole.
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Go ahead... shat on me again.