What do you see?

I'm sure I'll see lots of stuff if I stare at it for long enough, but I see a face (in the centre) and a fish just beneath it.

I see a condom-wrapped penis at the top center.

You say that about everything.

A couple of aliens at a disco, toasting with beer!

Two winged rodents in monk robes tag-teaming an oil lamp

I see two lusty penguins, Baba, a trampoline, and a doggie dish filled with cask strength Lagavulin.

a human pelvic bone

Oh, I fucking hate these.

If you DON'T see sex, the asshole with the clipboard scribbles down that you're sexually inhibited.

If you DO see sex, you're sexually obsessed.

And, if you give a cute G-rated joke answer, they take it serious, and jot you down as a psychopath.

Stint in the loony bin, no matter what.

Two otters fighting over a miniature submarine.

A lake.

Lesbians.

And a commie.

An ink blot.

Two bats in mid-flight, skull-fucking The Joker while he wears a mini version of the Pope's hat...

CeeLo Green singing "Crazy".

I looked at the Rorschach blot. I tried to pretend it looked like a spreading tree, shadows pooled beneath it, but it didn't. It looked more like a dead cat I once found, the fat, glistening grubs writhing blindly, squirming over each other, frantically tunneling away from the light. But even that is avoiding the real horror. The horror is this: In the end, it is simply a picture of empty meaningless blackness. We are alone. There is nothing else.

Pussy.

A robed ferret and a robed chipmunk gazing into a crystal ball across from each other.

Wilfred Brimley.

A Rorschach test.

Angry clown.

omg! I see the angry clown.

Batman. Definitely Batman.

That looks like my ex's snatch. I've been trying to repress that memory for years.

Pangaea.

Two corroded six shooters in the hips of a skeleton.

Two House Elves kissing and balancing a vase on their noses.

The death of a dozen innocents during a shooting spree at my local supermarket.

First thought was "clown"

I'm seeing a strange face & head, with odd hair & ears.

Reggie White.