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And I think, What's the opposite of suffocation?
Let us take the air, in a tobacco trance,
Admire the moments
Discuss the late events,
Correct our watches by the public clocks.
Then sit for half an hour and drink our bocks.
When I was a child, I used to eat sugar Frosted Flakes with chocolate milk, but I digest, I mean digress.
vanilla with a twist.
Flames from the lips may be produced by holding in the mouth a sponge saturated with the purest gasoline.
The final condensation.
It was a protein rush to the cortex, a clean, three-ingredient high, eaten with the hands. Could anything be better than that? As
ground, then drank some and fancied it
Everything is from absorption!
cereal and went out into the
Of lovers whose bodies smell of each other
Who think the same thoughts without need of speech
Cinnamon bites and kisses simultaneously.
Toasted tobacco, no additives,' I said. 'Yum. Tastes like childhood.
Q: How would you like your eggs in the morning?
A: Unfertilized
I know pleasure. When given, it clears the air.
A satisfied customer. We should have him stuffed.
I should like to suggest that at least on the face of it a stroke by stroke story of a copulation is exactly as absurd as a chew by chew account of the consumption of a chicken's wing.
I ordinarily smoke fifteen cigars during my five hours' labours, and if my interest reaches the enthusiastic point, I smoke more. I smoke with all my might, and allow no intervals.
Why do you want to put more smoke inside of you?
I am very fond of fresh air and royalties.
Coconut teased him with tropical deliciousness; then the vanilla he so often smelled on Lou's neck wafted up. He ached to hold her, smell that spot right behind her ear. The cake, frosted and covered with toasted coconut, beckoned, wanting to be cut and eaten immediately.
Half-caf, double-tall, non fat, whole-milk foam, bone-dry, half-pump mocha, half sugar in the raw, double cup, no lid, capp - to go.
What a marvelous cooperative arrangement - plants and animals each inhaling each other's exhalations, a kind of planet-wide mutual mouth-to-stoma resuscitation, the entire elegant cycle powered by a star 150 million kilometers away.
I always breathe cricket.
my brother's cognac and tobacco talk
No taxation without respiration.
Relaxed, I lit a spliff.
Yielding, like ice about to melt.
Shoveling food into his mouth. Thoughts came fluently, cogently:
We both breathe in at the same time. I don't know if we're breathing one another in, or if we're both trying not to cry.
Whenever you are sincerely pleased you are nourished.
I happen to be a chain breather.
So the coffee came and I tasted it - a hot, foul, acidic, dual-carbon compound liquid - and I spat it out all over her. A major breach of human etiquette: apparently, I was meant to swallow
This is like a cookie, it tastes like a cookie having sex with a doughnut.
True pleasure is the pleasure of sharing.
Crap on a cracker," I breathed.
contemptuous cough
Tea and water give each oter life,' the Professor was saying. 'The tea is still alive. This tea has tea and water virality,' he added. '... Afterwards, the taste still happens... It rises like velvet... It is a performance.
If I want a word, I make it. I don't like combustion. It's too quiet. I have some stuff in a state of combustication.
beetle-spirited vaporing
A cigarette is the perfect type of a perfect pleasure.
What is sweeter than lettered ease?
IMITATION CITRUS FLAVORED DIETARY ARTIFICIALLY SWEETENED CARBONATED BEVERAGE. That, I submit, is not a label; it is an incantation. Someday, it should be set to a suitable plainsong tune or Anglican chant.
I take a lull from my CamelBak and choke at its potency. It tastes like bad decisions. It's perfect.
Adding CO2 to the air is like throwing another blanket on the bed.
Two babbies shagging each other like they were the first two on earth to discover how 'twas done.
The air has finally gotten to the place that we can breathe it together.
Thank goodness it only lasted a minute or so.
The inhalant, that is. The sex was rather longer
I can't exactly describe how I feel but it's not quite right. And it leaves me cold.
It felt nice to be spooned. It would have been better to have been forked, but at this point, I would take whatever I could get.
Whatever you want - nonalcoholic, of course.
Another glorious day, the air as delicious to the lungs as nectar to the tongue.
Ice cream is happiness condensed.
My mother inhaled.
A brown composition, which looked like diluted pincushions without the covers, and was called porridge.
What could smell better than supper being cooked by someone else?
No, Don Camillo; you didn't exactly steal it. Peppone had two cigars in his pocket. Peppone is a Communist. He believes in sharing things. By skillfully relieving him of one cigar, you only took your fair share.
Touched by her fingers, the two surviving chocolate people copulate desperately, losing themselves in a melting frenzy of lust, spending the last of their brief borrowed lives in a spasm of raspberry cream and fear.
Fresh or changing conditions ferment fresh forms.
Don't ask for a cig' - I'm so self-centered, I won't even share this cancer.
It was a beautiful Indian summer morning and perfect for savoring a few extra minutes in bed. There was a breeze blowing through my bedroom window; the air was as crisp as a bite of a fresh red apple.
Dare to share and in doing so you multiply your results without even trying ...
The author wishes to thank: Good fortune, Godiva chocolates, and Slim-Fast
chickaree coffee.
Give while your hands are warm
Only cooked time tastes well
You gotta be cool. That's all. Remain refrigerated.
To blow and to swallow at the same time is not easy; I cannot at the same time be here and also there.
[Lat., Simul flare sorbereque haud facile
Est: ego hic esse et illic simul, haud potui.]
When the aromatic savour of the pine goes searching into the deepest recesses of my lungs, I know it is life that is entering. I draw life in through the delicate hairs of my nostrils.
Buddy hugged his father,and promptly, with a dreadful brightness, came over to me and held out his had.I shook it. It felt fat and moist.
There was once a Charcoal-burner who lived and worked by himself. A Fuller, however, happened to come and settle in the same neighbourhood; and the Charcoal-burner, having made his acquaintance and finding he was
Tis not her coldness, father, That chills my labouring breast; It's that confounded cucumber I've ate and can't digest.
It's ecstasy when you're laying down next to me.
Incubated. And then raised. And then beheaded. And then plucked. And then cut up. And then put on a grill. And then put on a bun. Damn, it's gonna take a while. I don't have time. Scrambled!
Crap on a stick.
Where did you get that candy again?" Leven asked, worried.
"The pile said 'flavored'," Clover answered back, his face a chocolatey mess.
"Flavored?" Leven said exasperated. "Are you sure?"
"Yes," Clover argued. "F-l-a-w-e-d
flavored.
I am a cigarette with a body attached to it
Food that good deserved undisturbed digestion
It was a typical day of suckage and blowage.' (Chris)
cast-iron erection, on
when one person gives
bipedal, oxygen-breathing carboniform
The vulgar boil, the learned roast, an egg.
Same result, only I'd be steam-cooked instead of roasted.
Smiling too brightly,
V poured himself some Goose and sat down on the bed. The rack was covered with hardened wax, blood, her arousal, and the results of his orgasms. It had been a messy session. But the acceptable ones always were. He
A garlic caress is stimulating. A garlic excess soporific.
A blessing shared is a blessing doubled.
Bubbly is bogus.
Sips fuel like a mouse sipping sherry from a hypodermic needle.
Inhaling, I am ignited with the first breath of freedom
Oh, comfortable cocoa!
Seventy percent store-bought, ready-made plus 30 percent fresh allows you to take 100 percent of the credit.
What's the point of a revolution
without general
copulation copulation copulation
Pleasures are like poppies spread: You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed.
I'm the C.E.O., n<>ong>oong>minated by the shareh<>ong>oong>lders. If they're n<>ong>oong>t happy, I have t<>ong>oong> take the c<>ong>oong>nsequences.
My pussy game cold, when he hit it he say burrrr
CAN'T TAN PON IT LONG ... NAW EAT NO YAM ... NO STEAM FISH ... NOR NO GREEN BANANA
BUT DOWN IN JAMAICA WE GIVE IT TO YOU HOT LIKE A SAUNA..
Your toaster's a puff.
Sipping once, sipping twice, sipping chicken soup with rice.