Jason Rimbaud

One? You think I only assign one? It takes an entire team, and if the restaurant suffers, it suffers.

"Where the hell are we?" Five asked as he peered across the flat landscape that seemed to go on for days. Percy replaced the nozzle and looked around. "Who the fuck knows? Kentucky, Tennessee, Indiana, Oklahoma, Kansas, its all the fucking same." A Dodge charger pulled into the gas station on the opposite side of their pump. Two guys jumped out and Percy shot Five a look. Five shook his head and said flatly, "No." "But come on," Percy pleaded as he watched the two boys stroll into the small store. Both boys wore faded jeans with maroon shirts. They both had numbers on the back and Percy guessed baseball players. "No, and you're staring at their asses," Five said dryly as he lifted his sunglasses to get a better look before the two boys entered the store. "Mighty fine asses." The taller of the two, shoved the other as he reached for the door. For a moment they watched the two boys fight over who was going to open the door. The shorter one grabbed the handle first and swept the door open. The taller one strode through and then yelped as the other smacked him on the ass. "I wish I was that hand," Percy muttered as the two disappeared. Five opened the passenger door. "Remember the last time you hit on a country boy?" "That was different," Percy declared as he jumped inside the Jeep Compass. "He was wearing a pride T-shirt." "Though, I could use a Dr. Pepper," Five said as he rubbed his cheek. "I get the shorter one," Percy said as he jumped out of the car. "Two bottoms don't make a top," Five said dryly. "But it would be fun."

*wipes a tear* More than you know, Wilson. More than you know.

Why would we need to be safe from licking and sucking sausages? Is there a swine flu we should be worried about? I just had a sausage last night, am I in trouble. This morning, My throat was dry, my jaw hurt, maybe I have that disease! I thought we were safe too!

I surrender. You have won. I will gather my decayed leaf and bring it back to life.

who doesn't....am I right? Mr. Dog, back me up? Please.

Real email address...all inquiries are to be directed here. I do parties, weddings, funerals, and intervention gatherings. Price for hour is $17.50 and all the whiskey I can drink. I only fly first class and will smoke cigarettes in your bathroom. EDIT: First, three times out of seven. eat that Mr. Dog.

whew, I was worried for a moment. Thanks.

YOU know I started commenting about eight chapters ago. Are you implying I am part of this dis-information campaign I'm waging on Krista?

That sounds about right/write. I know nothing about anything. .

So when I typed this, it was only number one. But like all good number ones, number two followed shortly after. (my first poop joke. I'll allow it.) So now I guess I have to apologize again, sorry not sorry. That's (too) now, see how I called it back. All good writers know about the call back.

I don't even fucking know what you are talking about, but I just stole this sentence and it is now in Frosted Hearts. You're burned. PS: I did take out one of the over abundance of "at Least", so it's not really plagerized as much as it was improved. PPS: I am bored at work, that new leaf decayed, and chaos that you ordered, delivered.

Does your husband know you are talking this smut? I'm incensed, I'm outraged, I'm going to cancel myself.

Hey @wildone, lets have a chat. Just you and me. We don't need to include, you know, the one, in this conversation. She has given you an almost impossible task in giving you a behemoth final chapter to this amazing story. She and I had a chat, and she told me to inform you that because you need help, that you should send me a copy so I can help you edit so the rest of those...readers...get their story on time. My email is trollingkrista69@gmail.com I'll be looking for my copy at your soonest. Thank you and happy Tuesday.

So you're keeping a secret that doesn't need to be a secret because why? This poor person reached out in an hour of need, desperately wanting, dare I say, needing to know where this story takes place. And you, in all your Fabulousness, shived them with a shank, nay, you shanked them with shiv to keep a secret that doesn't matter. Why do you tread on those of us that believe in your divine Fabulousness. What kind of sick, twisted, feckless, (I like that word) person do you think I am? Oh the humanity, oh the zoomanity. I guessed it was Montana, do I win a prize?

So I'm going to answer for the Fabulous One, and I don't know if this has been addressed either because of the plethora of comments that I had nothing to do with. Let's look at the evidence. There is a horse farm, with an annoying wife and little girl obsessed with seeing Joel on a horse. There is a Colt on this horse farm who doesn't like ranching. There are two twins who eat a lot and a young boy named Joel who is his own worst enemy. You have someone named Cody who hasn't been seen since chapter three?, and a boy named Roy who everyone wants to be with Joel. Given the evidence I just listed, I say Montana. EDIT: I would like to inform this comment has not been endorsed by the Fabulous One in any way and more than likely it's a lie

Hey-Ya @wildone, thank you muchly for correcting my prostrations for the Fabulous One. I shan't make that mistake again. You are the best. And remember, I'm still covered by my earlier statement. Thank you door.

In sexy undies? *please say yes, please say yes*

Something better happen before too long. I have only thirteen more days to get this story posted and wrapped up. I'll get to editing faster. Maybe I'll just say they lived happily ever after and be done with it so I can start posting my next story that is complete, edited, and ready to post. Less headache for sure.

I could write/right that you know? A bit of angry sex, Ethan trapped in the middle between Five's and Percy's wrath. I think the pool area would be best, no cameras to worry about, unless Percy enables them again.

Ethan does not have many fans in the comments. Poor guy, what if he's just misunderstood? . You might not like the next chapter either as we learn more about Ethan. *foreshadowing*. .

Just another reason to love the fabulous one.

First off, maybe that's me being a bad writer/righter and forgetting what I wrote a few paragraphs earlier. And since we are entertaining this theory, you missed a major red flag in the paragraph above the one you referenced. And a few more little things in the last few chapters. Only if your theory is correct. But who knows.

Are you sure about that? I can share with you lots of videos I took years ago. *food for thought* Interesting theory. If that's the case, then when Michael and Company arrives, its going to complicate matters if you're right. Wow, to think something like that would be in a silly christmas story about gay chicken. Everyone can have theories but that's a good one. Appropriate pull Mr. @Okiegrad, considering I referenced Michael Doughlas in this chapter.

Her characters? Krista invaded my story herself. But she doesn't know it yet. It's a surprise.