Ambrosia Voyeur:
from the top of the ferris wheel
Ambrosia Voyeur:
palms over the sand
Ambrosia Voyeur:
Our hair in the air, our lips blue from cotton candy, when we kiss it feels like a flying saucer landing
Ambrosia Voyeur:
On the Ferris wheel, looking out on Coney Island, under more stars than there are prostitutes in Thailand
Ambrosia Voyeur:
Midway
Ambrosia Voyeur:
giant wheel
Ambrosia Voyeur:
warmer... warmer... disco
Ambrosia Voyeur:
step right up
Ambrosia Voyeur:
glow
Ambrosia Voyeur:
we built this city
Ambrosia Voyeur:
jams
Ambrosia Voyeur:
Sharpshooter!
Ambrosia Voyeur:
"scary"
Ambrosia Voyeur:
Zarla
Ambrosia Voyeur:
ludicrous speed
Ambrosia Voyeur:
summer fling
Ambrosia Voyeur:
ZOMBIE!
Ambrosia Voyeur:
nanners
Ambrosia Voyeur:
Midway Magic
Ambrosia Voyeur:
carnie rave
Ambrosia Voyeur:
How you can tell a champion goat.
Ambrosia Voyeur:
Really digging the vagina+legwarmers look
Ambrosia Voyeur:
Bok
Ambrosia Voyeur:
Who, us?
Ambrosia Voyeur:
Ziggy!
Ambrosia Voyeur:
Some pigs