Isn’t it just the most romantic thing when two people who are just right for each other come together? Whether you believe in true love, or fate, or karma, or whatever.
Like, for instance, what are the cosmic chances that there would be a stripper who wanted to decorate her apartment with a human hand in a jar of formaldehyde, and that she would find an actual doctor who would manage to get one of those for her? Call me a sentimental fool, but I think I’m going to cry. Here is their story:

Trackback









































One comment so far
“I wanna hold you ha-aaa-and! I wanna hold you hand!”
- Posted by LadyWeasel