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hamburgers_rpg2012-01-06 03:25 am
hamburgers_mod) wrote in hamburgers_rpg2012-01-06 03:25 am
EVENT END
Good news! The burger rain has stopped! The people are saved. You may have enjoyed the frantic copulation, but that's the way it is.
"No need to thank me, dear." You hear the voice of someone like your third grade teacher, who you once saw with her hair down and her stockings tucked up, and you never looked at her in the same way again and you still sometimes dream of her at night, with your frail dreams that you could sweep her off her feet and seduce her with your hard looks, and you'd take her away from the dingy school where the kids laughed at you, and you would take her to a deserted island where she would live like she always wanted to live.
This voice belongs to a set of fries who have just moved in next door. She seems to be very nice!
But there is something about the way she smiles that gets to you...
"No need to thank me, dear." You hear the voice of someone like your third grade teacher, who you once saw with her hair down and her stockings tucked up, and you never looked at her in the same way again and you still sometimes dream of her at night, with your frail dreams that you could sweep her off her feet and seduce her with your hard looks, and you'd take her away from the dingy school where the kids laughed at you, and you would take her to a deserted island where she would live like she always wanted to live.
This voice belongs to a set of fries who have just moved in next door. She seems to be very nice!
But there is something about the way she smiles that gets to you...