Sunday, August 9, 2009

torch delight

i wrote this almost 2 weeks ago and forgot to publish it because a few guys were hovering over my pc while i was writing this and i got uncomfortable so i just saved it in draft and totally forgot about it.
torch delight
is the name i've came up for your kinky invention, FARA.

a masturbating torchlight was the ingenious gadget fara came out with while we were chatting around the dining table. it's always a whirl-wind with those two around in the same room. you can't stop talking bout nasty sticky stuff when they're next or across you. i wasn't feeling dirty much to jump into the conversation and make it dirtier(if that's even possible) because honestly?

"i haven't been talking about horny stuff with anyone in the past few months. i feel like a virgin. well, i am, you know what i meant by that statement"

i went to mel's house bright and early before the laziest worm come out to the get it's feed, then went to see tina at work for the our mission and succeed, however was faced with a dead end when i found out that the tix for world stage were sold out.

now i'm contemplating on whether i should go or not because i don't want to waste my dough on the reload if it wouldn't assure me the tix.

so after meeting tina we went back to mel's and ate scrumptious pasta with ABC soup! which i must say is the coolest thing ever, i was astound by them and smiled dorkly inside like and oof everytime i scooped them up from the bottom of the bowl and ate them slowly like it was no biggie. in my head, i was mentally rearranging the words and that made me grin like a mental patient. later, mel came back from the kitchen with a few celery sticks and danded them over to me and fara. i took it caustiously and asked what is this for? i mean, it's a whole celery sticks that haven't been chop off, what the hell am i suppose to do to it right. so i started to pluck them bit by bit and sprinkled in into my bowk of pasta, however my action was met with a protest from mel saying "nooo,that's not how you eat it!", she then took her stick and chew the end like it's a piece of carrot which followed by a forkful of pasta.
that's how it's done!!
yes, i was puzzled by this little dining ettique(sp?) but laughed it off and try my best to immitate her which only met by an awkardness and a sense of silliness at the same time. i continued my way of eating those sticks and hear fara talkign about dicks and machinery.
they are such jocund company!fara anf mel...not dicks and machinery
you should read rant by chuck palahnuik,
until tehn..ttfn

1 comment:

Stellar Tella said...

its ethic or etiquette
and what the heckles is jocund? ur vocalbulary exceeds me, well done!!

i hate these word verifications...this time it says curnats. -_-" what are those....