JUST KISS HER YOU ABSOLUTE PANSY!
I’VE BEEN WATCHING YOU FOR 45 MINUTES AND YOUR PATHETIC ATTEMPTS AT PUTTING YOUR ARM AROUND HER ARE GOING TO MAKE ME WEEP. WHAT IS THE POINT OF A ROMANTIC PICNIC IN THE PARK IF YOU DON’T KISS HER? YOU SPENT $45 ON THAT MALBEC. I CAN READ THE LABEL FROM HERE.
YOUNG LADY! DO YOU LIKE THAT BOY? WOULD YOU LET HIM PLACE HIS LIPS ON YOUR LIPS? I THOUGHT SO! NOW, PLASE, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, JUST KISS ALREADY!
THERE YOU GO! THAT’S PRETTY AS A PICTURE! NICE LOWER LIP ACTION!
SORRY TO BUTT IN LIKE THAT. I JUST WANTED YOU TO HAVE A NICE LAST MEMORY BEFORE I JUMP DOWN THERE AND DISMEMBER YOU. IT’S NOTHING PERSONAL. I’M A SLAVE TO MY ANIMAL NATURE.
Me, on #MORCIA. The first part, anyway. Maybe also the second part. I might not be above that. Carry on.
this is basically tardis and me in public places, inc. eventual gore
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