#weirdwins

SCARLETT EASOM aka VIOLENT BAUDELAIRE. queen of the d e r b y SCENE.

[jamesfords-blog]

[liashwng]

“Ah man, what the hell? Why would you even think about that, I mean I could’ve gone my whole life without questioning myself that, I mean I don’t even want to know what that persons thought process was.”

[scareasom-blog]

“You don’t have to know. They’re long dead by now, I’m sure. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. But, I’m curious, y’know? Gotta kill the cat somehow.”

[ivyxbaker-deactivated20160602]

“Hm, what’d’ya say you just pay up now then? Save us both the time and trouble,” Ivy chuckled. Lowering her voice to a whisper, Ivy held up her hands, “It’s these.”

[scareasom-blog]

“I don’t even have one cent, let alone five,” she retorted, before widening her eyes. “You have a hand fetish?”

[amcsdiggory]

“You could say the same thing about why we eat eggs. Who looked at an egg that a chicken essentially shitted out and decided it looked good to eat?”

[scareasom-blog]

“Food is weird as fuck, man. Like... think about it. It’s the fuel for our bodies. We’re like machines.”

[ivyxbaker-deactivated20160602]

“Don’t mind if I do, how much are you worth so I know how much to ask the lawyer for,” Ivy said smirking to her friend. “Oh, I’m sure. I mean, I do have some weird fettishes but none of them include milking cows and squeezing any animal parts for that matter.” 

[scareasom-blog]

“Probably about five cents. Yeah, I know. I’m not gonna kinkshame whatever it is.”

[aidliao-blog]

“If you build it, they will come–or I guess in this case, if you bake it they will come.” Aiden laughed a little as he slipped on an oven mitt and grabbed a hot tray from peanut butter cookies from his oven, “At least wait until I plate them, then you can have one.”

[scareasom-blog]

“Gimme ‘em all.”

[villanovakid-blog]

“I don’t think a cow is gonna ask me. If it did….oh geez. I’d be terrified!”

[scareasom-blog]

“You’ll know if it’s asking you. You’ll see it in their beady eyes.”

[ivyxbaker-deactivated20160602]

“I would never milk a cow and pains me a little to know that you have and even enjoyed it. Are you sure you’re not hiding something?” Ivy asked with a chuckle.

[scareasom-blog]

“Yeah, yeah, Ives, I love the animals, too. What? I was six. We went to a farm. Sue me,” she rolled her eyes, and snorted. “Are you sure you’re not hiding something?”

[villanovakid-blog]

“Eugh. The idea of wandering hands on a cow creeps me out.”

[scareasom-blog]

“Well, Addy, just say no if you’re ever in close proximity with a cow, you’ll be fine.”

[ivyxbaker-deactivated20160602]

“Gross and a little sadistic if you ask me, I can’t imagine that feels nice. Or, oh my gosh, what if it was a sexual thing… Uck.”

[scareasom-blog]

“You ever milk a cow? It’s cool. A little weird. But, it’s not like I have a cow fetish or anything. That must’ve been the case.”

[villanovakid-blog]

“Who says they were a normal person in the first place? Most normal people don’t even wanna touch cow udders knowing what comes out of them.”

[scareasom-blog]

“People might look at ‘em and think they’re squishy. You don’t know. Those wandering hands can be crazy.”

[villanovakid-blog]

“My best guess is someone really hungry or someone really horny.”

[scareasom-blog]

“Gross. Couldn’t they just find a woman or man like a normal person would?”

[scareasom-blog]

“So, who milked the first cow? Who looked at a cow and thought, ‘dang, I should squeeze those underbelly boob things and see what comes out?’ Kinda gross, really.”

[chandlerbings]