The Virgin Birth of Erik

This Renaissance-like composition depicts the sanctity of life and

the complexities of one's journey towards death in a game of Twister.

Erik, the gentleman emerging from between my legs, was in a tight spot while the other participant reached to find his footing. The girls were messing with our anatomy by dictating our positions without following the results of the spinwheel. The spinwheel was supposed to have indicated our actual position.

Girls just wanna have fun? Hmm... I smell a rematch.

On second thought, the picture should be titled "The birth of Esau and Jacob."