Uh, cute idea I guess, but you do know they came up with that design to camoflauge all the disgusting late-night shit that ends up splattered on those seats, right? Right now you are dressed like puke and pizza grease someone can’t clean up for another hour. You might as well have two drunk crust punks fucking between your tits.
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