Which was—gleamingly, drippingly, chitinously, blackly, hugely, undeniably—phallic.
Warm biology becomes angora-clad architecture once more.
There are five different levels of difficulty.
At the end of the dance, Eilish turned around to shake her butt towards the camera.
From that moment alone, I might easily have been doomed to a life of seedy clubs, hookers, and a grim, spiraling sexual addiction.