We would assemble blue/black/green/red Uniball pens and spend some time drawing constellations betwixt your multitude of moles/"beauty marks"...
This process would be lengthy, and a bottle of hard liquor would be drunk...
...then we would name your body's Constellations, putting down our thoughts upon recycled paper...
Your neck is Orion, your ass is Taurus, and William Blake's Ghost is racing me towards the bathroom....
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"My people (the real Americans- descended from the original Angle-Saxon pioneers)"-Coke S.