There’s nothing like star gazing from a spot where human interference doesn’t obscure the nighttime sky, to make one feel insignificant and their true place in the grand scheme of things….
Well, no tattoos or body piercings…The boys should ask themselves what will either look like in 30 years…at least bum fluff is survivable..
Slav, Jock, and Audra are really growing on me!
Celia is a star, I was in tears riding in the back of that car. Such a well written, plausible section of the story. Lovely Lisa Meter Maid, what a sad, pathetic POS, destroying her family. I would not be surprised if Cody is waiting for them down the street.
it would be poetic justice if Weasley gets busted for dealing drugs.
Boo, hiss, no….no!!!!
I fear that Noah is not one to take rejection lying down, as it were. He does expect his "charm" and insincere apologies to get him what he wants. Those are failing on Nick. What's his next strategy?
Your faithful readers are assembling in hopes that both Pitt and Blake have the time and inclination to be in a room, alone...and in the altogether, I fear the consequences otherwise...
We remain your obedient servant
Dr Sawzall, sturgeon
Studying porno graphs and lubber charts
Hey...I'm cheap, not easy...
Scuse me...Mal-Wart has just about everything...
Ifin ya need to gift a couple of frontal lobotomies, I'll just need a bottle in front of me!!!
I found the following interesting and was wondering just how the plague started...and why...
“The old Grondsen man,” Chef Zed continued, “had been facing extremely harsh criminal charges for covering up test results confirming deadly side effects on many of his company’s pills and other medicine. He and his team were directly responsible for the deaths of tens of thousands of people who were supposed to be patients through his companies. The charges likely would have landed him in prison for the rest of his life, but that’s when the plague exploded, and people started dying. The end came so fast that he never answered for his crimes.”
Then there's the following....what is the end game????
Sade didn’t flinch. “Call it fucking if it makes you feel better. But you’ve let him in here. You’ve let him matter. And that kid’s gonna fall for you”
He pushed off the counter, clapped a hand to my shoulder, firm. “Be honest with yourself, brother. For both your sakes, let him go before you turn into the very thing you hate.”