Monday. Again. In My Mouth.
How's it going? What are you up to? Focusing on my mouth, I hope. I know it's Monday and all that, but cheer up: it's the start of a new week with all kinds of things to place in my capacious maw. Guess what I've placed in there. Right now:
A) COCK NOODLES, MAN!
B) Sabine Ehrenfeld and Sophia Choi's love juices, boiled down with some white wine and shallots into a delicious reduction suitable for glazing a raw chicken breast
C) A raw chicken breast sandwich with raw bacon, month-old store-brand mayonnaise and fried lettuce
D) Sheppy's masturbatory fantasy of sucking on D) until all the juice runs over his snaggly teeth and down his misshapen chin
E) A buckwheat fuckleberry pancake wrapped around a slice of really good hot dog cake with an ice-cold glass of Listerine and urine multitask spectacular on the side
F) A breath mint
G) A big, fat cock (noodle)
A) COCK NOODLES, MAN!
B) Sabine Ehrenfeld and Sophia Choi's love juices, boiled down with some white wine and shallots into a delicious reduction suitable for glazing a raw chicken breast
C) A raw chicken breast sandwich with raw bacon, month-old store-brand mayonnaise and fried lettuce
D) Sheppy's masturbatory fantasy of sucking on D) until all the juice runs over his snaggly teeth and down his misshapen chin
E) A buckwheat fuckleberry pancake wrapped around a slice of really good hot dog cake with an ice-cold glass of Listerine and urine multitask spectacular on the side
F) A breath mint
G) A big, fat cock (noodle)
posted by My Mouth at 5:45 AM
2 Comments:
Yeah.
What? Ummm. Yeah, do you like. Ummm. Want.
What? Oh, right. Heh. Heh. Okay. Right. Do you want more fuckleberries for your pan.
Cakes?
What? Did you hear. That?
When I ate at Wendy's, I used to LOVE Letter C.
p.s. Mayo impoves with age.
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