Because you know, 'cherish the moments' and all that shit.
May this also serve as a warning to any potential douchebag who is tempted to gain access to my Celebration Cave without even bothering with the Journey. I am sick of these things who walk around with a frontal accordeon which is permanently disconnected from the cortex and constantly needs tuning up.
Yes, I did just describe a penis as a frontal untuned accordeon. Apparently the owners are supposed to make us howl sweet music with it, but as far as I am concerned, it is all symphony of destruction from the moment their chat up line involves buccal matters.
My Temple of Doom is worth the trip lazy fuckers!
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