Can’t take my eyes off you, you gorgeous thing
Really girlfriend, I want to consume you whole
Until you are all gobbled up. Yummy, yummy, yummy!
So get ready to have my tongue touch every single part of you, you…
Hot hot hot fudge sundae!
Can’t take my eyes off you, you gorgeous thing
Really girlfriend, I want to consume you whole
Until you are all gobbled up. Yummy, yummy, yummy!
So get ready to have my tongue touch every single part of you, you…
Hot hot hot fudge sundae!
Crayola’s yellow box made his eyes go wide.
Realizing all one hundred twenty colors inside were his to work with.
And that thought had him wondering what he should color first.
Yukon forests? Dragons breathing fire on a horde of gold? Something from the Matrix?
Of course, he could let his imagination run wild and do something totally out of the box.
Next moment he was using a heat gun to make a three-dimensional sunset!
Finding your food on the ground usually is a bad thing
And would be frowned upon picking it up and popping it into your mouth
Radishes and watermelons were there for the taking though
Making this one place where there was way more than the ten-second rule.
Don’t fear the reaper was a phrase that didn’t make sense
Reaper represented death, the end, that’s all folks
Everyone should be fearful. They should be scared witless.
And that’s why he was so confused at the moment
Didn’t these people understand he was the real thing, especially on Halloween?
Bashful with a dash of humility was his favorite drink
Leaving him sated every time he partook of that sweet nectar
Under the moonless sky, he would go out for a pint or two
Fortune smiled when he found a sweet young insecure thing looking for tall, pale, and handsome
Finding a dark spot to sip her vitality, he never saw the wooden stake till it was too late
She didn’t mean to start another pyramid scheme
Creating a product so cool, she just wanted to allow others to have opportunities
And to grow it quickly, she decided to use subcontractors, who could subcontract from there
Making a company with a pretty nifty product and a pretty crappy way to sell it.
So that’s why one day the whole thing toppled
Placing emotions on a page, then folding them into intricate origami dioramas of life
Or pluck stars from the sky and plant them under mountains to grow gemstone geodes
Even distill humanity, boil off the dross, and serve up a potent shot of pure intoxication and misery
Then crumple up the whole thing, delete the file, and try again since the craft was not perfected
Sometimes she didn’t know they were recording the conversation
Might have been a problem for a lot of people, but not for her
Others would hem and haw and stutter, but she was concise and clear
Others would say things they didn’t mean or didn’t want others to hear, she was honest and
That’s why she was happy the whole thing went to court
Here they would what she said in her own voice, and that voice said, “No.”
Heatwave sent summer shimmers flowing down the black pavement
Yet those crashing waves offered no respite from the oppression
Determined to find relief, she struggled with the large retaining nut
Realizing it was too tight, she called out for help
And yet no one came to the rescue because a firetruck came around the corner
Now she was scared that she was going to be in big trouble for even considering such a thing
That was assuaged when they pulled out an even bigger wrench and viola the water flowed
When the ground opened up, it swallowed the entire town.
How could such a thing happen without any warning?
Oh, and the hole kept getting bigger and bigger
Leaving an ever-growing scar across the landscape
Everyone was horrified as they turned the next page of Stephen King’s newest book
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