You must log in or # to comment.
The still darkness emboldens my tongue, as it embraces its newest lover. You, a dry and porous morsel of crouton grips to me, pleading for moisture as your friction electrifies my taste buds. We share this fleeting moment of ecstasy together, our bodies melding ever softer in our yearning. I know you now—all of you—and I’m left with a cheesy garlic memento of our time together. Normally the stillness of the night is eerie to me, but tonight, I feel the world simply wished to give us room to experience each other. I’m grateful that I could ever find love, and eternally so that I found it with you.
This is how I imagine the text of Chuck Tingle books to be.
That’s a heck of a compliment, thanks! Seems like Chuck can write about anything, as long as it’s about being pounded in the butt.
be gay.
do crime.eat croutons.Can you even be straight and eat a crouton really?
I certainly cant :3
Okay, okay, no homo.
Buuuut, what if just a little bit homo?
What then?
I’m gonna level with you friend; I’m eating these croutons gay style
You ever read a sentence and feel it slot with inexorable purpose into your day-to-day vocabulary?
Gotta respect the honesty there.
